This is Sally

This is Sally. She is a statue the size of a baby elephant which I absolutely love. She's situated near the South Bank and marks part of a parade around London of  about 250 Elephant Statues. http://www.givinglots.co.uk/event/elephant-parade121-140 

Every lunch time I set off to walk 4 miles in my lunch break and she marks roughly the half way point of my usual route which starts at St Paul's Cathedral

crosses Southwark Bridge, and follows the Thames past Shakespeare's Globe Theatre and the Tate and all the way to the Golden Jubilee Bridge and back alomg the other side of the river.

I am kinda lucky to work here.

Summer in the City

Already in the low 70's before I even get to work and it looks like steam is rising off the Thames already as I cross it. Annoyingly, the air is thick with green fly which I swat away from my book, (the free one from the Times which has turned out to be awesome by the way The Other Side of You by Sally Vickers The Other Side of You by Sally Vickers. They leave slime green smears on my pages, so I try to brush them off with the bottom of my lovely new Thermos Mug filled with cinamon and cherry Twinings - maybe its the smell of that which is attracting an unfair share of the critters.

As it's Friday everyone seems to be dressed for the beach today. I saw a woman in what seriously looked like a maroon sarong, bunched up so high on one side of her thighs that I could practically see her knickers. Men aren't so much beach-dressed as distracted by the sudden appearance of legs and cleavage everywhere and I constantly get held up on the pavement as they stop to admire.

I predict half the city will be split between The Hatchet, The Wine Vaults and Ye Old Watling off Bow Lane or standing crowding the walkway outside O'Neils clutching pints and glasses of wine - ties tossed loosely over the shoulder or stuffed in jacket pockets by 2pm today. All because it's officially now summer in the city.