I never thought I would be commuting to work in London in a car, but as it turns out it's quicker than taking public transport, factoring in nursery drop offs and pickups. After a few fearful timid weeks I now drive with the best of London's mad traffic dodgers, and it is almost an art form to weave your way past parked cars, swerve to avoid hitting cyclists who can't pedal in a straight line never mind about follow road rules, brake hard to avoid a collision with the bus whose driver decided that he wanted to be in your lane NOW and just moved over without indicating, or the pedestrian who was so busy talking on her phone she didn't notice that she'd stepped out onto a peak hour filled road of fast moving traffic. It's all good fun :)

This morning I had to give way to a cow. A proper big-eyed tail flicking slow moving cow. Admittedly it was while I was waiting to park my car on campus, but I should point out it was the city campus i.e. central Camden town, where the cow will reside until next summer. Interesting way to start the day!