Monday: The Bike At No 10

Today was one of those days where I seemed to be at it all day but I am not really sure what I have to show for it at the end of the day.  Oh well, there must be something.

One thing I did do was meet an American colleague, Rob, for a coffee, after work.  He was running about 15 minutes late so I took this without moving from the table I was sitting at.  It is a common view here - a bike, a slightly olde worlde doorway - a lot of the time I think certain scenes here could be fifty years old and not look out of place.  I quite like that.

Anyway, I must dash off to bed.  My exciting crime novel is at a critical point!