Spending the past twenty-four hours mithering to myself over what items I had disregarded whilst stowing my belongings into the tatty leopard print holdall I have overused for years. A form of lip balm or any substance that remotely resembled moisture for the lips (and in particular my post-heavy-weekend smackers) was undiscoverable. Venturing into London, on a sunday mind, I was unable to unearth anywhere that sold Vaseline or cheap form of lipbalm. As a result I ended up purchasing an overpriced tub of Carmex for £4.40 and £1 to use their lavatory facilities.
London is just ALL about the inconvenience.