Beyond that, I’m not sure I was pointing in the right direction.

Off to work in the rain. By the end of Vauxhall Walk a woman asks for directions to Lambeth High Street – I point in its general directiona and warn her that it’s nothing like a high street, but she already knows this. Maisying. Lunch – more pea and mint soup, or rather the same pea and mint soup as yesterday, but a bit older and wiser. Short walk in the sun. More Maisying. Even more Maisying. Home at eight, then out for a run. Three lots of five minutes, which is only an achievement next to my lamentable physical condition of a few weeks ago. Coming up Southwark Bridge Road a woman asks directions to Southwark Tube, and I point and she seems grateful, despite the fact that it was a bit of a churlish gesture on my part. Beyond that, I’m not sure I was pointing in the right direction.
Home, shower, dinner, popcorn.