the man who thinks Coventry is a concrete jungle

so read the teaser in the local paper. My heart sank when I read it, but I felt better when I read this.

concrete Cov

The Lonely Planet Great Britain guide was launched this week. I may steer clear of the local tourist office for a while after this

Racing round Silverstone

This was racing of the two-legged, self-propelled variety rather than the turbo-charged F1 variety. Runners in the East Midlands Grand Prix loop twice around the famous 5k racing track. And yes, it really was as grey, bleak and exposed as it looks. But with around 1000 participants - many just to take part in an event on the track - there is almost always someone in sight to keep you company along the long straits and chicanes. Fortunately, no one decided to make car racing noises as they went round (as far as I know).

Picnic in Streatham Hill

Jo and Kate enjoy the fine Bank Holiday weather in South London, on the high street down the road from Jo's flat.

Before the heavens opened I managed one personal south London discovery, the West Norwood Cemetery, one of London's Magnificent Seven. A peaceful, somewhat chaotic oasis, which helped sooth the effects of the previous night's bout of this.