Today we’ve been to Wolverhampton, largely because I keep my bank branch there, and we had to pick up some US Dollars for a trip to land of the free and the thick, but also because we haven’t been there for a while, and we really like it. It’s commonly knocked by people that don’t know it, but it’s a nice place. It feels a bit more citylike than Walsall, but isn’t far away. It’s got lots of pubs, and a distinctly low-rent University, that would be a whole lot better with any form of competent managment ;-P. (note for former colleagues likely to read this: you know who I mean!)..

Anyway, we have had a remarkeably good day: The cold I developed on Friday has subsided, we got our US$ sorted out, got the plug adaptor (for Zaurus & mobile phones), got some guide books, met a friend for lunch, and got moderately drunk. Oh, and there weren’t any fuckwitted wastes of oxygen on the way back. My god, even the buses seemed to work out.