Fat Tuesday

Lunchtime pancakes in Bishopsgate.

It was great to get up at 6, breakfast shortly after and leave the house at 6.40 - to see the rosy dawn in the east. Suddenly it made getting the 7.30 train (in S class) a bit easier.

I can do the King's Cross to Liverpool St journey with my eyes shut but they were open when I came across this queue outside 'Dirty Dick's'. Pancakes for Shrove Tuesday.

To the office for lunch, 2 meetings and then back on the train. That's 9 and a half hours on a trains today.

Home now. Is it worth it? I'm not sure. And I never got a pancake yet!