Good Friday

Charles suggested we went to St Katharine's Dock for breakfast. This is from the edge of the dock. We ended up in a little Starbucks in the middle of the dock. It was a beautiful sunny morning. We walked in from Limehouse, checking out Charles' old place and going down Narrow Street on the way. I like Limehouse.

I got into work at about 9:30. The place was empty. These bank holidays are properly observed in England. I struggled to find somewhere to get some lunch.

Writing this in the airport, looking forward to getting home.