I was up at the crack of dawn today, to make sure I got to work on time (for a change) as there often seems to be rail engineering work on a Sunday, which of course is bloody annoying essential. I arrived at Cannon Street with a bit of time to spare, so walked on to Southwark Bridge (I think it was Southwark Bridge? I really should be a 'bridge-naming expert' by now) for a quick snap of the sun rising behind Cannon Street and a blue sky too, which, as I was at work all day, teasingly lasted the whole day.

It was lovely to leave work at 5.00 p.m. and still quite light and mild. I had a happy head, walking back to Cannon Street!