We took a boat trip on the River Thames.
We were in the Commissioner’s launch. It was all very English – or perhaps I should say ‘British’: when we were near the Thames flood barrier we had tea and digestive biscuits. As we sipped our tea we looked up at a glum grey sky. The river, too, was grey – so grey that it might have been moved to hang itself.
The tea was served in beautiful white china cups – with saucers for added elegance.
Note: The Commissioner’s launch, the flag of which features in the photograph, is in the service of the Commissioner of the Metropolitan police.