Same but different

Down by the river again. A different bit this time. And cycling not running or walking. And back down an old stomping ground from my early days in our fine capital.

I'm not sure I can tell you much about the rest of the day as it is already fading into a hazy blur of coffee with school moms, work, admin, trying to get on top of the world's messiest house before I find a TV crew at the door. Oh, and finally sorting out our Wills which made me feel far too much like a grown-up.

Lesley x