Good morning from soggy Covent Garden... day started bad and good and bad and good. I had to get up at 6:30 for my early lesson of Mondays. Bah. Brush teeth, scrape razor across face, coffee, coffee again -small hurrah for the restorative properties of coffee. Check diary and find lawyer is not having his horribly early lesson today. Bah. Go back to sleep for an unexpected extra hour. Hurrah. Run out the house for next lesson, catch wrong train (Bank instead of Charing +) and only realise when I'm in Old Street. Bah. Pupil doesn't mind me arriving twenty minutes late and greets me with coffee. Yay. And so it goes... life of flavio on a monday morning...