Fruit

Me and F got up silly early for a Saturday morning and got the train down to the river. Really strange all round. The first time I have been on the train for months and the usually packed commuter run was totally empty. It was so strange. I suddenly noticed allsorts of things I had missed when travelling to work mostly with my face buried in someone's armpit. 
The tide was out so we strolled along the river and ended up at Borough Market, also pretty much empty. It was a weird reminder of a life that use to be and I suddenly missed it. Now I am really looking forward to time outside of my small corner of the lockdown world.
Curry for supper and an early night.