An interesting day.
I got up early (for a Saturday) and ran 4 miles. Quite a good run, at a pace of around 10:10 minutes a mile.
After a quick shower it was off to London for a trip — sorry, “flight” — on the London Eye. For reasons best known to herself, M has long-hankered for a trip on an open-top London tour bus, despite knowing central London better than most of us. I thought of arranging this as part of her birthday present, but the weather was looking a bit unpredictable for Saturday, so I opted for the Eye instead. Worth a trip. In case anyone doesn’t know, the London Eye is a huge wheel containing 32 glass capsules, each capsule containing 25 wide-eyed tourists and curious Londoners. It revolves slowly and reaches about 140 metres off the ground, giving the punter a good aerial view of the city.
Part of the deal was a jaunt up the Thames, but the long queue to get on the Eye made us literally miss the boat. I had to rush off to Loftus Road to witness another championship-winning performance from Queens Park Rangers, so we ended up meeting back at Waterloo at 6pm to catch the last boat trip. Actually, it was good fun, and well worth doing. We’d seen all of the buildings many times before, but it was interesting to see them from the river, and to learn the odd interesting fact (for instance, that Waterloo Bridge was built largely by women during the Second World War).
