A rare treat this weekend; we're off to London to catch a bit of the Proms (well, the last night in fact), to visit a few museums (including this one, which will probably feel a bit like an ex-busman's holiday), to eat, and to relax.
We'll be staying in my old stomping ground of Greenwich (which is where I met Jennifer for the first time a little over nine years ago now) and taking river taxis wherever possible. It'll be interesting to see what has become of the Cutty Sark after the fire. I do know that my old employers are no longer in the area, as well as one of the finest pie and mash shops in London. But it'll be good to see old Greenwich again.
