On Fridays I usually go into the City of London to the Church Times offices. I do some work on the blog and discuss things to do with my Church Times work.
Sometimes I walk there from Fenchurch street station. Yesterday I got a bit lost in the Barbican. I was taking a short cut but went astray. It is my suspicion that a good 20-30% of the people in the Barbican at any one time are people taking shortcuts who have gone a bit astray.
At lunchtime a few of us went to the food market at Whitecross street. I had one of the tasty Italian sausages in a wrap. The man on the right does the cooking, whereas the job of the man in the left is to stir the onions, ask the customers for their orders, assemble the sausage wraps, dispense the sauces and deal with the money. I’d say the man on the right has an easier job, but it ultimately carries greater responsibility.