fully operational battle station

i feel i've made a little headway to finding the answers (or at least some of them) to the questions i first posed when i started this 'blog. this has to some extent been consolidated by a long conversation i had with the bishop (himself about to enter into the medical world) on friday night, fuelled by beer in a pub that used to have a bare knuckle boxing ring upstairs.

it is obvious that some things will never change. at least i have a bit of an idea as to what those things are.

a lot of what lies ahead is worrying, some is exciting, some is going to be a fucking nightmare.

still at least i have had the sun in london to help me with my thinking.

a week of nights awaits but i'm actually looking forward to a big breakfast tomorrow.

my foot in green park earlier this evening

[i am listening (and watching) the world cup final live on the internet - thank you the BBC]