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Off down to London stupidly early this morning. Very foggy leaving Perth and EDI was mobbed. Damned people. The trip was completely uneventful apart from the aborted landing at LGW due to the fog and work being done on the runways meaning that it wasn't possible to do an automatic landing. Aborted landings are always fun: one minute you're gently gliding towards the ground, the next the engines are on full and flaps are coming up.

Into London, meet client A, off to Colchester, meet client B, back to London, meet my colleagues, eat, sleep.