And now I’m walking further along  the Thames to the glorious Royal Festival Hall at The South Bank where I’m writer in residence so it’s going to be my second home over the next few years.  where I see  and have a quick on the hoof chat with the Chief Executive, have lunch alone watching the world pass by, do a little writing – a poem of mine is going to be displayed on the front of the RFH next month. I have got a title for it – BULLET IN. That’s all I’ll show for now.  I have a latte in the sunshine and wait for the car.