Its the English Summer, cold and wet, lost the paper part of my driving licence, which has cost me twenty quid and I have a broken toe which aches like taxes.
Wailey, Wailey, I’m going to get drunk .
Coincidentally, I just started The Wee Free Men a few days ago. 
The weather’s been irritatingly cold and damp. If this is how London is in summer, I am NOT looking forward to autumn and (ugh) winter. I miss life on the equator!
Um, cheers?