running when it is this cold is a foolish game, especially if you have weak lungs. i still have weak lungs. victoria line platform at oxford circus station to my flat via the drycleaners = 5 thunder roads precisely. (yes, this really is my new hobby.) wind in the wires needs to be listened to beginning to end and does not work on random. TWO SLEEPS UNTIL BOWLIE! my losing stuff powers know no bounds. wine may not be the culprit for all black outs. last night = red wine. i remember all. hmmm. think again.