I went to the Tower of London, All-Hallows-By-The-Tower Church, Tower Bridge, and the HMS Belfast today.

So, as you may expect, I am COMPLETELY KNACKERED.

(That’s British for COMPLETELY POOPED.)

However, I will say this: I think I did more stairs today than I did when I went to the Paris Catacombs. My knee is not happy with me, however, and this is statistically significant, my lungs are NOT unhappy with me. It seems that the damage done to them when I had swine flu has been, finally, repaired (in cool and not too humid conditions, results may not replicate in more adverse conditions).

Whatever, I’ll take it.

And, not to make this post completely boring, here is a picture of the raven I bought at the Tower of London. His name is Ned.