I don't want to change the world....

I hummed that song, by Billy Bragg, all the way back to Brighton station.

I didn't get to bed till 4 this morning and I was up and out the door at Preston Circus in time to get the 8.38 to Victoria. That gave me enough time to pack and rush to Kings Cross for the 11 o'clock to Edinburgh.

I got home tired and emotional just before 5. "Did you remember to get the milk?" asked the family.