Is the best hangover cure…

…sitting in Covent Garden eating falafel listening to a busker sing Streets of London? That’s what I was up to this afternoon before going to see the surprisingly (to me) good Avenue Q.

A lot has happened here since my last blog post – which explains the lack of posting. Em and I are going to be married on July 6th, 2006 – just a few weeks away. Em is also pregnant – we have a baby due in late November. Neither of these momentous things have actually been taking the bulk of my time though – I’ve mostly been moving house

With a lil’ un on the way we moved to a house with an extra bedroom but with Em feeling extremely morning sick I’ve been tidying the old house (hoping to get the majority of our deposit back) and have yet to finish unpacking though things are starting to get under control now and we can concentrate on the wedding.

(BTW in answer to the question posed at the start of this post, I’d guess that the answer is “no”. Whilst the fafel was great I suspect the main therapeutic effect was down to my pregnant fiance getting up early and finding me pain killers before she went to work).

Update:Em couldn’t start the car to come home from work this evening and is currently waiting for the breakdown cavalry.