Young's Special

Well, here we are in the actual traditional corner of always - Young's Special nicely pulled with a wi-fi connection as a new wrinkle on the usual meeting with Coop. I'd send him an email, but that seems to be pushing it slightly. Best to wait for his inevitable arrival. Thames and St. Paul behind, the Blackfriars station still under construction, and the restaurant slowly filling up.

Uneventful trip in, and even with only an hour or two of rest I am feeling pretty solid, it must be said. Too bad about the cracked Oyster card, but another little interaction with the workings of the City. Funny, in walking from Waterloo amidst the construction and past the Mad Hatter, the thoughts already that you may never get over being a tourist to this fair city, and that this isn't necessarily a bad thing. That the slow uptake on any speculative applications to the larger law firms is one that may have served as a blessing in leading you to more brazen and fitting solutions.

In that line, there was one main, nostalgic thought worth recording from this year's mid-Atlantic crossing (has it been "annual", he wonders? Oxford in 04 and 05, Germany in 06, London - twice - and Paris in 07, London and Tel Aviv in 08, Rome in 09, and London again in 10... so yes. Nice.) The thought being, you can only do this so many more times, you know? Obvious, but maybe only more so with age (and such, as she would say). Heh.

Got a job to do now before Coop arrives - use the free internet to build a document of Financial Times articles on carbon trading, since you saw a good one opposite on the Tube that spurs some thinking. Whether the Groningen option works out, nothing to say you can't embark somewhere on your own... Just saying. Keep it in mind.