Numbers and letters

Oh god. The Fatbit allowed as how i had wandered some 9k6 steps this evening, so I have just wandered out into the teeth of a gale in order for the thing to buzz cheerfully upon my wrist.

There's no hope for me, is there?

(Am I also the only person in the world to use resistor-style multipliers?)

The month of no tourists in Bath has come to an end. The place is now once again mobbed with crocodiles of French teenagers, and it is again impossible to get from A to B with any sort of hurry. Apparently stonewash jeans and yellow Docs are 'on' 'point'. So that's an entire nation's youth dedicating themselves to LARPing 1989. Quality.