Day for pottering about. we wander through Selfridge's food hall - posh and attractive and expensive. An older man with a leather shoulder bag and full sized black umbrella orders his meat and says he'll be back in a few minutes when the butcher has trimmed the fat off it. And that's Selfridge's. If you're willing to pay for it you can have beautiful food and service. Though we note that the peanut butters they carry are Skippy and Jiffy, which isn't too impressive. Maybe it's what they believe American expats want. Perhaps they're right.
In the afternoon we go over to Abbey Road - not actually that far from us - to have a look at Abbey Road Studio and the famous Beatles crossing point. Not far from St. John's Wood tube station and instantly identifiable by the knot of people staring at the rather unremarkable square white building as well as the graffiti on the wall, much of it quotations from Beatles songs. We're probably the only people here old enough to remember when the Beatles were together.
Then wander along our section of Finchley Road checking out the little charity and card shops. Minorly interesting, though in some cases the second hand price is perilously close to the new.
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