Last night I made several people happy by making them run up the Clifford's Tower hill and then slide down (we also did some yoga at the top). Can't believe I've never discovered, in all my time of Clifford's Tower-conquering, that sliding down is the way to go. Probably safer than the stairs and less conspicuous.
Then I went home and was delighted by the internet, and now we're going to get lunch at Pret (the plan on my part is whole-leaf tea and something bacon-related) and eat it in the Museum Gardens, followed by a Jane Austen for Amateurs lecture.
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