Along the canal a heron pecks at a sandwich surrounded by a flock of seagulls.
The gardeners in Queen Mary's garden are pruning but will not let me take one of the rose buds which looks like antique silk
FT's office party. Buses chug us along the Thames, South Bank lights twinkling in the water, to a nightclub overlooking Regent's Street. Wembley lighting up the sky in one direction, millennium wheel in another. Cranes everywhere. A magnificent Egyptian frieze around the top of the building opposite.
Walk home past bling Christmas lights where Kentish Town Road crosses Regents canal..two man-sized snowmen, flashing multi-coloured lights
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