Yesterday we saw Othello at the Globe, a marvelous production I’m still thinking about. Cold wind off the Thames, sirens, and mizzle settling in my jacket, my eyelashes. The day before, after the beautiful Unravel exhibit at the Barbican, we had duck at nearby Cote for dinner, and then returned for a spectacular production of My Neighbour Totoro, with puppets and really amazing embodiments of fear, death, difficulty. Today we’re going out to St Albans to the Verulamium Museum to look at remnants of Roman everyday life. Yesterday morning I had booked the British Museum first thing but when I got there, the line was 2 blocks long so I just walked instead. St George’s Bloomsbury, my favourite London church, old haunts from when I lived here in 1977, and daffodils in Russell Square Garden. There is sunshine now, pouring in our window, and those doves calling.
...Theresa Kishkan 
Theresa, I am glad to see you enjoying London, and impressed with your energy to do so much. I suppose you will soon go for an early morning swim in the Serpentine!
Ah, the Serpentine! Thought briefly about the Ladies Pond at Hampstead…of course I brought my bathing suit but will probably wait til next week. The place we are staying in Porto has an outdoor pool which is apparently open year round!