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Friday once again. It seems to come around with a monotonous regularity. Only joking Friday, don't stop.

No cycling today, work (less looking at bugs, more looking at under-documented and rather cryptic code), lunch (a rather spicy but tasty mutton madras), work and then an unexpected extra: a trip to the pub.

A quick meet with Mr John in the darkest corner of the Old Bell for a quick couple and to talk about (amongst other things) accents, music, pentax, music, london and moustaches. Apparently a moustache net is really called a snood; well I never...

Music for today started with some Congolese electronica courtesy of Konono No. 1 followed by Supergrass (I Should Coco and Road To Rouen) followed by some Earth, Wind & Fire. Awesome.

Talking of music, the pub was playing their very best 40-something Friday night playlist: Oasis, Franz Ferdinand, The Killers, ...
 
1/5s, shake reduction and a very motionless Mr. John.