Walking around London for the past days, almost in a daze, not really wanting to do anything but think and enjoy the sheer urbanity of it all. I find myself hanging over Chelsea Bridge looking at the current below and trying to estimate its speed. Or staring off into the approaching rain clouds, and there were many of them to stare into.

Because i'm carrying paddles and a weight of kit i bought whilst on the south coast of England and passing a kayak centre i can't easily fly, and so happily decided to take the coach and ferry combination. Can't have too much sea exposure, i guess.