Last London commute of the year.

It’s my chair, Dad!

Mistimed leaving this morning…


Beach walk

Some sort of subtle message here. Not sure I’m getting it…

London feeling almost Holmsian tonight.

Those glorious 15 minutes between finishing your chores in town and collecting your daughter from nursery.

River life

The moment you realise you’ve been wearing this sticker all through a day-long training course.