Today feels like one of those days when it's all just a little bit too much. My head is a bit too full, my diary is a bit too packed and I have pest control arriving any moment to see if they can locate a dead rat that's stinking my house out. But amidst the noise and stink, sits old London. Cobbles that were laid hundreds of years ago roll their eyes at me as if to say, "Try living 500 years ago, then we'll talk about having a stressful day". And they're right. I take great comfort in the age of street lamps. And in the ancient wine cellars of @berrybrosrudd.
But I still hope they find that rat.