We managed to avoid the worst of the rain on our regular Sunday potter up to the weir and back. Early signs of autumn with the gradual ripening of blackberries on the paths. On the way back, we noticed that the builders had finally demolished the structure on West Bowling Green Street, which used to attract various graffiti artists and sometimes housed a homeless person. I'm not sure why it took so long for it to be demolished. Now I'm sorry I didn't blip it the last time I had a chance, which wasn't so long ago.
Other than that, I have zero to say, as I spent the rest of the day working. Slowly, slowly figuring something out that should have been easy, but proved tricky.