Pavement

My day today was the sort of day you read about in novels when they describe a Sunday In London.

Brunch on the front step, with a raspberry coulis no less,
Coffee on a terrace,
The South Bank,
An exhibition,
Seeing this wee one, totally exhausted, after too much fun playing in the fountains,
Visit to a Wine Bar,
Frozen yoghurt,
Pimms from a Kilner jar (also on front step),
Al fresco dinner.

Pretty bloody brilliant.