I'm really tempted to take advantage of being home alone and therefore not having to answer any questions about where, and more awkwardly, why, I'm going, to go to the submarine museum in Portsmouth. If she were here, my mother would bombard me with "You can't drive that far! You've never driven that far! You can't drive that far!"
I really want to go and see Arcadia in London. That definitely won't be tomorrow but it may be next Friday....
Also, have a few behind-the-scenes pictures from Twenty Thousand Streets Under the Sky. I've done part one, Bob's Story and if I keep going at this rate, I'm going to end up with Twenty Thousand Screencaps Under the Sky. When I've done all three parts (and thank heavens Bob's only in the last ten seconds of part two) I'll decide how many parts it needs breaking into for posting.