Life in the fast lane (part 2)...

Sitting on the High Street, Camberwell, in a greasy spoon cafe with three irratated children and police sirens blaring in the background was probably the more pleasant part of the day. I'd spent the previous three hours in heavy traffic, in a slow grind from South Croydon to Highgate - the return journey wasn't much better.

Next year, I think we'll do something else, rather than go for a 'pleasant Father's Day countryside drive'...