Well really I never expected the weather to actually be good: not just okay, but warm with a gentle breeze and bright, but not glaring, sun. Walking past Buckingham Palace, Westminster Cathedral, the Globe theatre, St Paul's Cathedral and the rest on a day like this strips away my out-of-town parochialism and reminds you that London really is one heck of a fine place. There's a moment in Contact (the Jodie Foster film) where she sees the structure of one part of the universe and says, in a small voice, "they should have sent a poet". It was one of those days.
Added to which, Forest won the first (proper) game of the season, I met up with two old friends plus one new family and have arranged yet more visits and (frankly) sponging. I'll have to get y'all some pictures really, but you'll only get jealous.
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