That London

We have walked all over London this afternoon. First random pit stop in a bar where the lady hoovered around us for a good 30 minutes and we gave them the opportunity to work out how their new till worked to split a bill. The initial four people who couldn’t work it out went and got the gen z person who sorted it straight off.

Second pit stop was when I said we needed to stop to rest my rubbish ankle. We were right outside the Institute of Directors which, as it turns out, if you give your name to the man on the desk (just your name, nothing else) they let you in their beautifully historic champagne bar which has hardly anyone in there, nice comfy chairs, drinks and snacks. We stayed there until hometime, what a lovely place!