When I woke up yesterday morning, I thought it was March. It was cold and overcast enough. Then the rain started. Okay, so maybe it was April. And with our magnolia tree starting to bloom again, I don’t know what time of the year it is but it certainly doesn’t feel like summer.
So here’s a little taste of summer in this city on the South Bank which is usually teeming with people on a summer evening. Not yesterday. People couldn’t get home quickly enough.