Today was pretty much perfect*. I rode on one of the new walk-through tube trains for the first time, taking advantage of the design to bag myself one of the last three available seats. I met a friend for coffee, an arrangement made at the last moment when I realised that I was going to be in her general vicinity. And I had another glorious, rambling run, this time on Wimbledon Common, during which I crossed paths with a couple of running friends.
But best of all, I managed (through luck rather than judgement) to schedule my run during the hour of sunshine and was safely back home before the heavens opened.
*if you ignore the small matter of a three hour maths exam.