From Palace, with love...

Boiler still bust, so have spent the weekend pottering around Penge and the neighbourhood... getting cold again...

Jess and I sat and watched From Russia With Love last night.

I've got back into my Bond of late, after a gap of two or so years (these things usually go in cycles, alternating with my fanaticism of the Beatles - odd how these two icons of the Sixties somehow sit easily side by side in my own personal appreciation of popular culture?) - just finished reading a couple of the old Fleming novels and now onto the latest Young Bond book, Blood Fever (announced in my local book to the world as a children's book by a surly member of staff, just as I bought my copy.... well, Harry Potter it ain't, and it's certainly got more plot than The Da Vinci Code!)