It really is strange outdoors, although London isn't supposed to get much weird weather.
To keep my leg moving, I ventured down to the South Bank for a stroll, complete with Village Idiot Hat. I'm glad I wore it, as the wind was pretty intense. The rather glum Christmas stalls are up. Lots of tempting food, at completely absurd prices, but nothing else you'd actually want to buy. I don't know how these little businesses survive. Has anybody ever bought a wooden necktie? I sniffed around the Oxo Tower as well. They have lots of little bou-tiques, jewellry shops and galleries, with some quite attractive things, but, again, who has the kind of money they're asking? And nice as it is, what would you do with that stuff?