On Sunday -- Father's Day -- Diane and Jay cooked me a modified Full English Breakfast: toast, eggs, sausage and beans. I say modified because two elements were missing: bacon and a grilled or stewed tomato. I don't like grilled or stewed tomatos, and Diane said she wanted to shorten my life by two years instead of five. (Note: the Full English can also include sauteed mushrooms).

Later, I went off for a solitary walk through Clerkenwell -- pronounced "Clarkenwell" -- an area near my office. The walk included the Medieval gate of St. John's Priory, which dates back to 1504 and is known for the ambulance service it runs in London; 18th-century townhouses and a number of 19th-century buildings. I treated myself to a half pint and a gazpacho with fresh bread at The Eagle, London's first gastropub, or pub devoted to good food. Great. The glorious weather added to the experience.

Aftter finishing the walk -- which ends the great Smithfield meat market -- I took a train to West Hampstead and had coffee. After a nap at home, I met Diane and Jay in Chinatown, where we had a nice dinner.