Foxy

Fred and Heath weren't inspired to go into Central London after yesterday's shenanigans so we walked to Dulwich Picture Gallery then on to the Crown and Greyhound pub for dunch*. We passed several street parties in full flow. Wouldn't it be great if people could cordon off their streets for parties at any time of the year? We shouldn't leave it just for a royal occasion.

On the way home, I spied this fox through the fence in West Norwood Cemetery. He's only a youngster.

Heath left on the sleeper this evening. It was fabulous to see him.

* Lunch and dinner combined