Beer and chocolates.

It's Friday night.

I am supposed to be packing my bag for a dirrrrty weekend jaunt on the Eurostar to Brussels tomorrow.

Instead, we learn that the service has been cancelled. Something about a fire on the track somewhere.


When will this town stop being someting out of the Bourne identity.

At least we had some beers and chocolates to compensate, and we get to sleep in tomorrow.