Pass me the jar...

....of Harvey Nichols.

A fairly frantic day at t'mill with much good intention thwarted by less important but more demanding stuff.

Later, I attended a dinner of business people at Harvey Nichols. I swerve these events usually, but this group were quite a nice bunch and we spent very little time talking shop. The lad to my right had founded Bright Grey insurance, but you wouldn't know he was a financial guru from his laid-back demeanour and earthy stories.

On the way home, I studied the York Place tram works and felt hungry.