Had a good night in Cambridge. Cocktails, karaoke and good friends, however, about one o'clock, some nutty bird comes over saying she knows me and pawing me. Wouldn't leave me alone, (dunno why, I'm a greying moron to be honest), so I was polite and humoured her til I could get away. Missus was very unimpressed, and it ruined the night. Now sat in hotel room bathroom typing this. She's still fuming. I don't know what I could've done, apart from telling the nutty girl to do one, but that's not nice is it?. Gonna be a quiet brekky, and a grim train ride back. Bloody nutty girl.