Farringdon at night

I had just finished a lovely meal on Farringdon Street and was heading towards Blackfriars when I noticed all of the construction going on around me.

It felt somehow exciting to see the streets being ripped up around me with grit flying around in the air when normally the streets are packed with cars buses taxis cycles and people.

I ended up walking the whole way to Waterloo, enjoying the views and 'fresh' air despite wearing my boots with heels. Heels!

Between walking around nighttime London in heels and eating zebra I have strayed just a little from my usual routine.