I met snappy Hak yesterday in London. She was only really snappy when, for example, a mad Islingtonian bint all but knocked her down, dashing across Upper Street to hail a taxi; otherwise she was a charmer. We had a nice lunch; discussed politics, psychiatry, and property; and fondled the shiny things in the Tottenham Court Road; before she padded off to take advantage of another Blogger’s accommodation—thereby following the time-honoured Way of the Cat.
Curiously, as we wandered around some of the nicer parts of Islington, we saw far more Labour posters on display than Lib Dem ones. Makes you wonder how numerous the members of the the bruschetta tendency are.