Circus, Circus

When is a circus not a circus? When it's a street.

It was such a disappointment to discover that Piccadilly Circus didn't have elephants and acrobats hanging around and that Royal Circus didn't have the Henry the Horse performing the waltz twice nightly.

On the other hand, we did have afternoon coffee and cakes with Miss Bella here today. Bella is now so sophisticated that she dunks her bread sticks in her coffee.

Well my coffee actually. How French.