Where's my head at?

Really! I don't know what I was thinking. Yesterday evening I departed into the London drizzle WITHOUT an umbrella. And I ask myself: Have I learnt nothing from 3 years in London??
An umbrella is the compulsory accessory.

So I arrived dripping and damp. Spent six hours babysitting with a third of my jeans wet (the part which wasn't covered by my coat or boots obviously). In Swedish you would say: som man bäddar får man ligga: the way you make your bed is the way you have to lie in it. Stupid negligence! Never again!