In Bleeding Heart yard...

a place that has all kinds of memories and connotations for me. I love the depth of history in this part of London, and the Bleeding Heart restaurant was where I was invited to a major career change (which I accepted), also where we celebrated the life of the man who offered me that change, and today met with two long-time friends for the first time in many years. I also bumped into a former colleague in the street... last seen a dozen years ago & now living in France. A special corner of London