A lady in the Cathedral stopped me to talk about the 'Battle of Britain' lace that's on display. I already knew everything about the lace depicting spitfires and the bombing of London, but felt that she really needed someone to tell. So I pretended to be interested until some Americans came and took over.
Nearly another fight in the street today.
Just recently I have been mumbling German words on the bus, yes OK, that's not good. But today, on my way home a large group of German people boarded. Filling the air with what German people do.
I know all this might sound strange, but just recently I'm finding it hard to bite my lip and stay silent.
Spent two hours youtubing Ian Curtis.