Bookworm's London week diary
This time last Sunday I was airborne for London and planning to spend the afternoon at Thomas Carlyle's house and the Chelsea Physic Garden.
This I did. But I didn't carry out my intention to draft a blog at the end of each day in London. Unaccustomed to city life, and to frequent wining and dining, I found that by bedtime I was too tired to do more than scribble rough notes.
Yesterday was particularly exhausting because there was a major traffic blockage as a result of the anti-war protest.
A taxi driver told me it might be several hours before the route from my club to Victoria Station was passable. So I took the tube from Marble Arch, changing at Oxford Circus. With a lot of bus routes out of action, the Underground trains were packed and struggling up and down escalators with a suitcase and flight bag took up a lot of the time I had planned to spend expanding my notes.
I'm still feeling fairly zonked, and have family coming to lunch, so Plan B is to post the diary in batches during the week.