I found a media card, which is surprising because it's one of the more obscure formats, and I was successful in bleachseeking, but the entire region seems to be completely cleaned out of Almond Oil. I got some Jasmine Oil instead at a really gigantic Indian grocer, so it wasn't a complete loss. I have been stocking up on creepy candy snack items to send home to my flatmates in the states, and I found some truly amazing items for that.
I wandered the side streets, stopping to photograph random interesting sights. I'm really enjoying the time I'm spending just walking around regular working-class London, just kind of exploring little nooks and crannies, funky shops and cafes. By the time I got back to Falkland road, my leg muscles were aching from the unfamiliarity of walking with painstaking, cautious little mincing steps, trying not to break my ass on the pavement.
I am proud to say that I haven't fallen down once in the ice and sludge! My new Swear shoes make reasonable snow shoes, I guess.
Tonight, it's clubtime. I know nothing much about the place we're going, but it's easy to get to, and the mix of music seems passable. Hopefully it's fun!