Up at 10:30, so major lie in. Spend the day reading, mostly which is wonderfully indulgent and I should do it more, perhaps with more discipline. Ditto the lying down that I do some of . In between there’s a shortish run – there are holes in the road everywhere: Why? – up to the river via Archbishop’s Park (a family are playing cricket with a real cricket ball, which I have premonitions of hitting me on the back of the head as I run past. But not, thankfully), and a loop along the river to Vauxhall Bridge, back along past the Tate Gallery and home.
After dinner some TV and more reading.