Kew

Train to London this morning to co-ordinate with sister from Norfolk, niece and partner from Switzerland, brother and family in London, to see the Christmas lights at Kew. Some stunning displays, particularly at the beginning and end - the final bonanza across the famous glasshouse was spectacular.
It has been marred by having my purse and camera nicked by pickpockets. It must have happened as I came out the tube.
So I might not be blipping for a bit except perhaps with my iPad.
I rang the bank, cancelled cards, rang the police and have no idea what to do about my train tickets yet but the thing I found hardest though is some bastard has my husband’s photo and he is lost out there somewhere.