Death Star worshipping squirrel

I have always liked the sun, workshipped the Death Star. I think I must be solar-powered. This late summer we're having is giving me chance to soak up some rays, like a squirrel storing nuts before a long, hard winter ahead.

Today I worked (kind of) and relaxed at Shoreditch House then walked the 1 hour stretch back to Euston to catch the train home. The Fitbit watch lives on.