What a day. I was very nearly late for my first proper lecture of the whole damn course because the first bus on my route was full to bursting and consequently didn't stop... I'd just decided with a colleague that if the next bus didn't stop we'd share a cab to Highbury & Islington tube and get to Chancery Lane from there. Luckily my bank balance and internal thermostat {not to mention stress levels} were saved by a relatively uncrowded 341 bus.

This was at about 08:15 and the lecture started at 9am. It took nearly 45 minutes to get to Chancery Lane and I had to powerwalk to the lecture hall, where I arrived flustered and generally unhappy with the London experience.

Lectures continued all day with short breaks for chit chat with the very few people I have been able to meet on the course, a short catch up with a couple of old friends from Exeter, lunch and then collection of my final batch of manuals {a further 4 books!} and a copy of Blackstone's Civil Practice, which is simply mammoth.

Anyway, returning home at about half five, complete with water filter for the frankly abismal supply in my room, I had to make a quick turnaround to attempt to meet some friends in Town around 7pm.

The number 73 bus put paid to my idea of arriving more or less on time, as the one I had boarded after waiting for nearly a quarter of an hour {for a service supposedly arriving every 3-6 minutes, HA!} ceased at Kings Cross Thameslink, leaving me to continue my journey by tube and then considerable walking... The journey back was much worse, it having begun to tip down with rain as I waited for over half an hour on Oxford Street for a damn bus which then took nearly an hour to get me no more than 5 miles. Had I not been fed up, tired and beligerent with London Transport, I could probably have paced out a bit and beaten the bloody bus home on foot.

I have only been in London for 3 days and already I loathe Red Ken's Bendy Bus with a burning passion, the crassness of its design is only matched by the shocking schedule... I'm sure Routemasters could carry as many people whilst having the benefit of not having to wait for three changes of a set of traffic lights before turning a sodding corner.

On top of this I still have two more chapters of a manual to read for 11am tomorrow.