Whatever that means
I always find the sight of the Tate and Lyle factory strangely amusing. Not sure why but it cheers me up.
But that means it’s a day in London, on my lonesome, presenting to clients. It’s a long way for 30 minutes of blah and answering some questions but it’s their money and who am I to argue.
Then a brief wander around before trekking back to the the airport to fly back. The highlight of the day was probably the pint of Meantime London Pale Ale while waiting. That and bumping into an old friend in the departure lounge then the top quality snooze on the plane.