Tuesday

IT'S Armistice Day, marking the 90th anniversary of the end of WWI. On my way to work, I bought a commemorative poppy pin from a soldier at Town Hall Station. I already had a silk poppy from a previous year protruding from a buttonhole in my checkered jacket which, in retrospect, probably made me look slightly like a clown. But a respectful clown.

At the office, a colleague asked how far I thought it was from Oxford Street to Cleveland Street, so I fired up Google and requested a walking map. But it didn't quite understand. The program promptly spat out a route originating from Oxford Street, Sydney, CANADA - a distance of 27,206km! Apparently, it would take someone exactly 224 days and five hours to do the walk. But hang on a minute...isn't there quite a lot of water between Canada and Oz? Indeed there is, but Google has a plan for that - kayaking! The step-by-step directions actually state: "Kayak across the Pacific Ocean - 6,243km." No, thanks.

When I got home, I had an excellent gin Martini (Bombay Sapphire, Noilly Prat, three olives) and followed dinner with a special edition strawberry doughnut from Krispy Kreme (almost too sweet).

Going to play some uke now, then it's off to bed. I haven't been getting enough sleep lately.

More tomorrow...