I dragged Monty over to Pembroke as I'd noticed the Union Jack was flying and convinced myself it was St George's Day. It isn't - and Pembroke's verticals are all over the place. But look at the colour of that sky - all is good! I went to a very interesting conference this morning and then unexpectedly met Sandra for lunch (unexpected as she lives in America). Tomorrow we are off to watch Adam playing hockey at the Olympic Park.
i look forward to your olympic park photos