Peter was late meeting me at Waterloo. When he arrived, he was wearing pink trousers, so I forgave him. (They're not pink apparently though, but 'dusky pale purple').
Coffees and pastries on the balcony at the Tate, then a trip round all the exhibitions. Got lunch from Tas it and ate it on the grass opposite the Barge House. Peter was determined not to use his Oyster, so we walked to the other Tate, then through Westminster and Soho to the Photographers Gallery (it's the Deutsche Börse Prize, I recommend!)
Had lemonade from Leon, then a quick bite under the storm clouds, then met Jess, Lily and Tom for cocktails in Be At One. My two mojitos were the best two mojitos I've ever tasted. We were joined by Huw, Eva, some other people, and a ceramic garden gnome.
I managed to stay awake enough not to end up in Elephant & Castle, and got home at about 11. A fox followed me some of the way home.