Seas of Red

Since we were determined to be a bit less laddish today - especially having rounded off Sunday night with a post-match MacDonalds supper at Kings Cross - I took Tom to see the poppies at the Tower this morning before we spent the rest of our stay wandering round the shops in Soho and Convent Garden and having steaks at a bistro in the West End with a few lunchtime suits. By the time I got back to Nottingham to meet Beck at the Playhouse for tea before we went to see Ned Boulting and friends chatting about this years Tour de France it felt rather like I was on holiday all over again - tomorrow's stint of library work and dog-walking is going to seem very slow indeed...!