Precarious

I spotted this lone mallard resting on the wall of the North Bank of the Thames during my walk to work. I couldn't resist a blip.

For lunch I met up with a work colleague to chat about stuff. We went to Patisserie Valerie and had poached eggs on toast, but no cakes. I think that must be some kind of crime.

In the evening, I was interviewed about the FEAST for a student dissertation. The student's studying markets and their interaction with councils for his MA. Us FEASTies are eager to have a peek at his work when it's complete - he will have (he already has) a wonderful insight on how different markets work.