Brunch will never be the same.
Yesterday, after returning to London from Edinburgh, we hatched a plan for this morning. We wanted to see the famed Borough Market, but thought Saturday would probably be insanely crazy there, so we decided to go early and just have brunch “on the hoof.” We emerged from underground at the London Bridge tube stop and just stood there all goofy looking as our eyes beheld the sight of such tasty delights before us. My first thought was of listing the house and moving to London straightaway. I think I will let our pictures tell the rest of this sordid tale.