and so i went to look for the river

i went after a lazy morning full of food and tv (though not food tv). and a culture injection at the V&A, where they had an Iranian festival (full-on tamasha with food, drinks, beady costumes and lots of dancers; beautifully incongruous - think himesh reshammiya live at the acropolis). then a nice little local-local pub just off gloucester road, with jack, soda and two more friends where we discussed religion, real estate, architecture, sex and the feasibility of having mirrors in the bathroom. then a nice bus ride into WC1, where tourists have crawled out of the sewers again. all the while feeling pleasantly incomplete.

and so i went to look for the river. it's still there.