...there were other things to talk about.  Elizabeth's bag for one.

 

 

 

and those chandeliers.  Having seen them from below, perhaps our opinions had changed?

 

 

with the temperature soaring, it was time for a spot of lunch.  We resisted the temptation to go and watch the soapbox derby going on in the next street (though I think one of us would have really enjoyed that - sorry Mark!) and went over to a restaurant in another iconic building instead, where the world was put to rights, our plans for the weekend discussed!  Surprisingly (or perhaps not) no-one is eager to join us for that...