Today we climbed some steps. Lots of steps.  Like maybe 500 steps. But it was worth it.

We went to Saint Paul’s Cathedral and took the ten cent tour. However, the tour was more like the £ 12 tour.  The building is amazingly constructed — particularly when one considers its age. We climbed the stairs to the Whisper Gallery and while Joella and Esther went around to the other side and whispered. Sure enough, they could hear us and we them.

We said goodbye to the girls and went for lunch at Eat. Chicken pot pies. Sometimes I feel that if it weren’t for leeks the poor Brits wouldn’t have any flavors beyond salty and black peppered.

Then Laurel dragged me through The British Museum. It was quite fascinating. I seeing things like The Rosetta Stone (the real one) and a statue from Easter Island were a couple of the highlights.

Then near supper time we went to The Slug and Lettuce. It’s a pub in Angel (which is a district I recommend all men skip since, apart from the pubs, all that is there is places for your wife to spend money).

I had fish and chips again. I love that. It throws me back to my chidhood, when as a toddler, “fish and chips” was the first thing I learned to order in a restaurant.

Finally we came home and relaxed while waiting for Es to come home. What a great day!