Fantastic Mr. Fox.

It's not raining. At least not yet. It's nice, sunny and warm. Well, sort of sunny. There are a lot of clouds.

Yesterday went quite smoothly actually. No problems with the flights, we got our luggage (3 times flown with SAS, 1st time I didn't need to wait a few days before getting my luggage!) and the tube ride was easy. And we only had to pay for one ticket. And even that we got 2 pounds cheaper because someone forgot to take their change. Ha. But it was a long ride. Our stop was the 32nd. In rush hour London on Friday. Safe to day the day was long so the bed was calling quite early to come to sleep.

But it wasn't that easy. Headache kept me awake at first. Then the coldness. The windows in my room are not double-glazed. There's wind coming in the room and the radiator isn't working. Yet. And all I had was my sheets. No fluffy, warm and fuzzy cover. It's good we're going to Ikea today.

I'm sure you're wondering what's up with that "Fantastic Mr. Fox" thing up there (if you even paid attention to it). Well, as it happens, there's this fox that likes to come and hang around in our backyard. Just lying there, relaxing. How is it that there's a fox living in residential London but it's impossible to see one in Finland where there are woods all around?