I am in the call centre today. It's not too busy at the moment (now that I have said that of course it will get busier!!). I am covering for someone who has today and Monday off work.

Last night I went to a Masters final show. A friend from work, Linda, has completed her Masters degree in fine arts, and her subject was interior design. The show was her (and her fellow students') chance to show off what they had been up to for the last two years. Very interesting stuff. Her project was on interior design of spaces that people use for both living and working. She had made four models of the apartment she designed and had four different ideas on how the space could be used. There were about 8 of us from work who turned up to have a look. The other students' work was interesting as well - everything from furniture design to jewellery.

I met Scott at his work afterwards and we caught a cab home together from there (he gets a cab home from work if he works til 9pm, paid for by the client on whichever case he is working on!). I used this opportunity to have a conversation with him, as he has been working very hard and very long hours, and I have not seen all that much of him of late.

At the end of October it will be two years since we left Australia. I can't belive it has been that long. I am really enjoying my time here. I am used to living in Lodon now, travelling when we can. I am used to the millions of people on the tubes, so squashed in that you can hardly breathe, the fumes, the smells. I am also in a way not used to the history. I mean that in the sense that things still amaze me, that things have surviced for so long. Many of the streets in the City of London (the square mile east of Westminster) have the same layout and the same names from around the time of the Great Fire in 1666.