Once I've gotten over the jet lag and that flatness that my friend Sophia says is normal - when we're on holiday, is her theory, we have this sense that 'anything is possible' - coming home to London, really, isn't all that terrible. There are, I suppose, more challenging places to come home to.
They said it was meant to rain 'for a month' but whoever They are, They are wrong. It rained Sunday, which was bliss - great excuse, for once, to stay in ALL DAY LONG in pj's, hanging out with my husband and the cat, doing laundry and reading and watching films - but after a rainy Monday, Tuesday has emerged blindingly bright. Off to take the cat for his booster shot, and, for your viewing pleasure, some street shots in and around Piccadilly Circus. From top: Susie, dressed perfect for this transitional season, a girl in a red maxi, a window at Fortnum & Mason, and - how classic is this - happening to pass the Changing of the Guard.
Which is so apt: all part of my ongoing Transitional series. Yes, I feel a series coming up.