A meeting in London today. On the train down I was reading War of the Worlds, and as the train pulled into St Pancras I left the protagonist walking up a deserted Baker Street, coincidentally where my meeting was today. As I was early I decided to re-trace his steps up to Regents Park, where I got a bit lost. Disappointingly I didn't see any martians (that i'm aware of).

The sunset was pretty stunning tonight, the fluffy clouds illuminated a bright orange.