Thursday: Goodge Street Mural

Having bemoaned the coming of autumn just a day or two ago, today was a lovely late summer sort of day.  I was far too warm in my little autumnal outfit.

Today was an odd sort of day with a few things going a bit wrong.  I think K.'s and my lunar bits (or whatever is responsible for mishaps) must have not been quite rightly aligned.

I had a little bit of time to kill this afternoon before going out for a drink with a friend so I went up to Goodge Street to take a picture of the mural.  There are a few of these murals dotted around London - I would love to know what the various images on here mean.  I also spent a happy half hour browsing in Foyle's - to my mind the best independent bookshop that exists.

Alas, I have banned myself from book buying until I have read the masses of unread books in the house.............