Pattern

These patterns caught my eye at the Gloucester Road station on the circle and district line (yellow and green).
Looks abstract yet symmetrical.

Weirdest day in london yet:
on my walk under the London eye from Waterloo to Victoria, I was accosted by a man who said he was a marine. Was buff enough-but who knows? Anyway he stank of alcohol and so did his mate and they still had their beer goggles on. I politely declined his offer of a reasoned debate about Afghanistan. I suggested he get a kip. It was obvious there was no harm in them.
Then.
Hopped on a bus and was blessed, I think, by a lady with her eyes closed who was preaching to the whole bus. A very evangelical and enthusiastic woman trying to get us all into heaven. Again, not threatening at all and a bit comforting, sort of.

Think that's what drove me to the bacon sarnie after my first meeting.