"O God, I could be bounded in a nut shell and count myself
a king of infinite space,
were it not that I have bad dreams."
Act II scene ii
22 January 2016
We are off to London in the morning. Gonna see The Tigers take on Fulham F.C. at Craven Cottage. Gonna see our lovely daughter Frances at Camberwell. Gonna have dinner in an Italian restaurant. Gonna drink some London beer. Gonna stay in a cheap hotel on Peckham Road. Gonna visit The South London Art Gallery on Sunday. Gonna discuss why "gonna" is an awful word. I forecast that we will win by two goals to one. Back on Sunday and here's another sickening word - "Ciao!"