Matty and D in town

Have walked about a gazillion miles today - and I went swimming first thing this morning. My body will never be the same again (let's hope).

Have visitors for the weekend - Matty and D so seeing all of London in one weekend.

Started off in St James Park, where the squirrels seem to be tamer than the people (is this natural selection at work? Darwin could have saved the money he splashed out on that return ticket on the Beagle.) Didn't see any rabid squirrels, more's the shame - must be too busy terrorising the residents of Brixton.

There's that whole thig about squirrels being 'rats with tails' (horribly inacurate, seeing as they're in different families, let alone genus). Poor misunderstood creatures (humans who can't tell the difference between one and another).



Then headed to Trafalgar Square to see what we thought of Marc Quinn's Allison Lapper in the marble. Followed by lunch in the crypt of St Martins (highly recommended, though Matty thought it was awful that we were sat on gravestones). Round to the Strand, up to Covent Garden to find the walk of the stars (more of a short stroll than an actual walk) before heading up to Picadilly to see the clock at Fortnum and Mason. We were the *only* people in London watching it (probably due to the high liklihood of being run over standing in the middle of Piccadilly). Had dinner courtesy of Annie's, fabulous as always.