Seven

This makes seven black telephone boxes

To see the sixth and the trail back through the others select here

If you are new to my journal you won't know that in London we have black telephone boxes (non BT) as well as red ones (BT). I never see anyone in them, as so many people have mobiles.

Talking of which, lots of people walk along now looking at their mobiles and hence not looking where they are going (obviously we blippers don't do that else we would miss too many blips). While Brian and I walked along Fleet Street to find this one we were following a woman who was walking at the same pace but weaving all over the place, making it a challenge to pass her. If she had been driving she would have been stopped and breathalysed

Go large to se Brian

The things that made me smile:
My brother - in - law, Geoff was round for dinner. Having got home at 7.45 making anything decent is a challenge. Tonight it was Beef Teriaki with coconut rice. He praised it enthusiastically. Always nice to be praised.

Exercise: Walked across London at an exceptionally fast pace as we had taken a longer than normal route via Fleet Street