Mustard!

Along to Borough Market for a coffee and almond croissant. Ain't it great here! The young bearded guy along from me at the communal table was holding a paperback. Tolstoy! This is how it should be.
Anyway, then out to Leigh-on-Sea to take in the sights, as a bit of an homage to marknlizzie. More to the point I took in a platter of cockles, prawns, mussels and crayfish tails with a cup of tea and some slices of bread. Mustard!
Back to town, and a sashay round brick lane before heading back to the previously mentioned cool person's 'otel and up to that Yotam Ottolenghi's place for some err seared tuna and more lashings of drink. Lashings! And then, what a bonus, on the way back, a craft ale pub swam into view! And there were still 30 minutes to go of the Chelsea - Everton game. Mustard, again!