Elizabeth Line

Taking the train into London last night on the brand-new Elizabeth Line, Brexit felt like a fleeting nightmare as the city was as welcoming and cosmopolitan as ever. Heading over to St Pancras for the customary glass of champagne next to the Eurostar, Petra and I then had a great first night out before heading back far too late – only to be met by a room that was sweltering hot thanks to a broken thermostatic radiator valve. Oh, Britain, Britain, land of technological achievement…

After a run through Hyde Park and a breakfast for champions at The Pilgrm, I started the day wth with a visit to N.Peal where the lovely girl working in the store knew all about David Zaritsky and the steady flow of men who have been watching too many episodes of the Bond Experience. Sadly, after the recent price hike, its Mongolian cashmere cable roll neck remains out of reach but it was nice to have tried one on.