Work was the usual chaos.
Then caught the train straight away to London, and met Rosie at Waterloo. We had food along the SouthBank, and walked to Tate Modern. We had cuppas and shared a carrot cake ( to remember my Mum Jeanie, who died 5 years ago).
We retraced our footsteps and walked to the portrait Gallery, and worked our way down from the top, through the centuries.
We walked through theatreland and made our way to Oxford Street, where we went in the new city IKEA, (we went in the one in Paris previously). There were big queues so we didn’t buy anything. Next stop was Victoria where Rosie had left her luggage at a Premier Inn. We caught the tube back to Waterloo and came home together.