Gah. Doubleplusgah. Went home for Christmas with a set of housekeys. Get back to house without housekeys. Break window to regain access to the internet, and all my stuff, and important stuff like that. Now feel that insurance is a good idea, almost as good, in fact, as a new pane of glass. But where, we ask, have all the glaziers gone? Somewhere else, that's where. A long way away. Wood is the new glass, until glass can again be the new glass.
Everything else about Christmas was very good though, so I'll forgive the world... for now.
Funny thing to do of the day: tell members of stuffy London clubs you're having dinner in that the club has the ambience of a travel lodge.