A veritable beaut of a day.

Caught an earlyish train to Richmond, then walked along to Kew Gardens with him, her and him.

We befriended a peacock. We decided his name was Sebastian Pierre Cock. We learnt that if you feed Sebastian a piece of stollen, he will follow you for a good few minutes.

We had many coffees and many cakes and went in all the glasshouses.

Then we walked back into Richmond and Harry tried on a coat in Oxfam. About 5 minutes later he realised he'd left his phone in the pocket. Two trips to the shop, a pleading text and about 30 calls and we finally got hold of the man who'd bought the coat. He found the whole scenario pretty hilarious, and said he'd drop it back there tomorrow. Thanks Coat Man.


Home to finish the truffles, have tea, and pack Graham off on the train.
More from today here.