Gas back on by ten on Friday night. Two hours without is a mere nothing in these parts, so hoorah. Although we're told that once water gets into the system, which is what's happened, it can be several months before everything is sorted out once and for all. And by that time it'll be summer anyway.
Had a very cultural weekend, one way or another. I arrived at this month's

The IWM is always fun, though it needs updating - where are the War On Terror and Gulf War 2 exhibits, eh? But where else can you be disturbed by Edith Cavell's faithful dog, rescued and taken back to Blighty after his mistress's execution and later stuffed for posterity, or see the engine of the plane in which the Red Baron met his death?
The ladies' loos looked like a bomb had hit them, which is appropriate but not very nice.
Today
We ate Dutch last night at a pancake restaurant on High Holborn, Italian at lunchtime today in the same area, and purchased biscuits from the French market in Lewisham yesterday (two stalls, one selling biscuits and one sausages made from venison, boar or 'Biff'). Food counts as Culture too, right?