How lovely is it, to leave the office when it’s still light outside?
Very. Especially yesterday when people were lounging in Soho Square with books and beers, and lingering on pavements chatting, instead of stalking towards the nearest tube station with their heads down. I almost had a little ‘oh yeah, that’s right, this is why I love this city’ moment. Until, that is, some chap, busy yelling into his mobile phone, shouldered into me. Roughly, without a backwards glance. There was plenty of pavement space and I am Tall For A Girl and wear a purple coat, so not exactly invisible. The moment was rather lost after that.