Night time London on the way home from a fun evening. The meal was a kind of fancy cheese and meat picnic-lots of platters to share with delicious french bread and wine. All very tasty. Then Andy and I went round to my friend's house on the way home-she only lives up the road, and had Mauritian rum. I felt surprisingly OK this morning, if a little tired!
Charing Cross Station.
Roses in my road.