London

I’m off to London next week.  Despite my age, I’m still a country child at heart and secretly find it exciting to go to the city.  I’ll be in meetings for the day but will try to check out at least one interesting feature or I’ll feel  the day hasn’t been entirely successful.  This belief stems from an experience years ago when with a group of colleagues, we arrived in Euston, crowded into a taxi, attended a meeting in  a window less room, returned by taxi to Euston and took the train home having seen ABSOLUTELY NOTHING of the city