Saturday morning in London

*Only 16 million watched the live whodunnit it seems - maybe you all have better social lives than me!

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Kew Green, sun shining. Good start. Finally walking past the cool-looking second-hand book shop during daylight hours so get a chance to go in. Brilliantly pokey, bought the two oldest-looking books I could find.

On the tube, reading the paper, nobody normally talks to anyone else very much. Irish voice breaks the silence : 'If anyone objects, I won't do it. If no-one objects, I'm gonna play you some music. Anyone want to object, don't need a reason. No?'

Most look straight ahead, don't want to catch his eye. Two stops, and an Irish jig meets James Bond theme tune on the violin, later, and he gets a round of applause. 'If you want to put some money in ma hat, I'd be very grateful. If you don't, ignore the hat.' Quick circuit of the carriage, most add some coins. 'And now, ladies and gentlemen, I depart'. Perfect timing for the next station, hops off. Smiles all round.

Young guy - I'd guess at Japanese but not sure - asks me how he'd get to Acton Town on the tube. Get my A to Z out and show him how - District west I think - and off he goes.

Out at Westminster, hundreds of tourists taking the same picture. Across the bridge, sun shining.

Lunch on Southbank, at Pizza Express (other restaurants are available), lots of laughing. Forget to order dough balls - rookie error.
Little lad turns around from the next table and announces himself: 'Hello, I'm Jake.'
'Hello, I'm Tom'.

That's all.