London is amazingly, breathtakingly, beautifully beautiful in so many ways. I do believe I could stay here forever, and not get sick of it. Then again, that's what James said of Singapore the last time he was in town. I guess it really is a case of the grass being greener on the other side, and the sky being blue-er. Except, I'm not speaking metaphorically.

Congratulations, (or condolences, whichever you prefer) James! My God, you're a HUSBAND. Be a nice one, won't you? I fear, deathly, for Nathalie.

Next stop, Taiwan.