We Lived

The GREAT WHITE DEATH did not prevail.

I ended up going out last night, to see Entertaining Mr Sloane. The play was very entertaining (especially Imelda Staunton), Mr Sloane ... notsomuch.

How amazing was London last night? Hardly any people in Trafalgar Square, a quiet hush on the streets, zero traffic. The calm after the storm. Can we have that again, please?

And wasn't it fun for a whole day, having the entire city complaining about the same thing rather than trying to decide what to whinge about?

Next new call to arms: Why oh why wasn't David Tennant (Who?) nominated for Hamlet?

Come on England, get your gripe on! Don't let one day of blue skies make you complacent.