Justice for the Cleaners

Back to the usual routine today. The relative peace of my (Chris) London office was disrupted for the best part of two hours this morning by a protest on the road below outside a nearby office block. We were not completely sure what was being protested about but the protesters decided to "serenade" the area with their vuvuzealas (last memorably heard at the FIFA 2010 World Cup) and carried a large banner seeking some form of justice. Not ideally placed for composition, I took a photo or two from our fifth floor gallery view.

Annie took Yogi to the vet this evening. He's started putting a bit of weight on for the first time in several months, good news. Otherwise a day of catch-up for both of us after the break last week.