Trying to get BT to come and install ADSL has been no fun whatsoever, and I've already spent an afternoon in my flat waiting for them to not show up. Had drinks last night at the Westbourne in Notting Hill. If the weather is even remotely good, the place gets backed. We stood out on the street with our bucket of wine. An ex colleague from Organic was in town and we got all caught up on gossip. Tonight, Charlie's having a jam session/bbq in Wandsworth and tomorrow night is Lance's birthday bbq. And I'm afraid that will be my entire social calendar for the summer.