Friday: we teased Mr Gooby out to play, along with Dr Hume, Mr Melling, Mr Hopper, and Mr Grimwood. Pub pub pub, a slight stagger to Cafe Nia for a spot of food, then back to Rosehill to decomission the vodka stockpile.

Saturday: I stagger from Rosehill to Evolution Arts for a 5-hour introduction to the Alexander Technique with Juliet Cox. Interesting stuff, though as with all these things I get the impression that an intro like this can't substitute for actually doing a course of classes. Had the same feeling-3-inches-taller sensation that I got the only other time I've done this stuff, on a presentation skills course 6+ years ago.

Wandered home where Mr Melon prepared a curry. Sophie and Jude's old chum Kate came round and we ate in front of Dr Who, then extinguished our mouths. A taxi to the Burt-Samuel Corp. HQ for birthday celebrations (much more sedate than last year, I'm pleased to report) and seeing a few folks I've not caught up with in a while (which seems to be happening all the time these days).

Sunday was fundamentally a Lost Day. I just about made it over to Nige and Nan's for their post-Brighton/London cycle ride BBQ but didn't stay long at all. Drifted off to sleep after Chinese food and Garden State (verdict: nicely done, great soundtrack, but not as fantastic as it's been made out).

Things are about to get busy: next week I'm off to the PIRA Future of Printed Media conference in Stockholm where I'll be talking about digital consumer behaviour, and I'm then hopping off for a short holiday to Denmark with Tim and Kay, to Roskilde Festival...