Today was grey and wet. When I left home it was merely threatening rain but when I emerged from the tube at Borough, it had been raining for a while already. It was a light but insistent rain, the sort of rain that likes to be blown about by the wind, making umbrellas useless. It was misty too.
I met Tigger for lunch (Friday is Omelette Day, if you recall) and listened to a strange conversation in the cafe between a male customer with an American accent and the Italian lady who runs the place.
Customer (emphatically): Winter is here.
Cafe owner: Where?
Customer (tapping the table top with the tips of straight fingers): Here! Winter is here!
Cafe owner: No, winter not here. Not in here.
I think both parties gave up and accepted to differ. Maybe there was an element of cross-purposes in the exchange…
After lunch we looked across at the Shard, which being so tall, seems to follow you around. Its top was shrouded in mist. The mist drifted across the building, alternately thickening and thinning, but it made a strange contrast with the clearer air of the street.
When I returned later to meet Tigger after work, the mist had gone and the Shard stood out clearly against the sky.
We seem to have fallen into the habit of going for coffee and cake after work on Fridays. When I say cake, it can be anything from panettone through carrot cake to cheese on toast. The choice depends as much on what’s available where we go as on our mood.
Today we went to Polo 24 Hour Bar in Bishopsgate. Tigger chose toasted teacakes and that sounded a good idea to me. They were huge. I haven’t seen teacakes as big as that for a while.
Polo serves coffee in a mug with a spoon in it in the manner of greasy-spoon cafes though it isn’t a greasy-spoon cafe. Actually, it belongs to Ponti’s, the well known Italian chain, and despite being small, is a good little cafe. The only thing it lacks is a customer toilet, so you have to go to the station and spend 30p there. But don’t be in a hurry: there’s a busy road to cross on the way!