This will, unfortunately, be my last post from across the pond, we are headed back to N. America tomorrow. I certainly don't want to leave, home is the last thing on my mind, but being as sick as I am, I kind of need a rest and my own bed to sleep in. I came down with a bit of a cold yesterday and of course today, even with treatment, it has gotten worse and I feel miserable (poor me, I know). This morning I went down to Portobello Market, it was lovely. Tons of antiques and wonderful little trinkets. I was lucky enough to come across exactly what I was looking for, old wood type. If I had had more funds, I would have bought the whole lot, but I did pick up a nice Type case with the Fleet Street stamp on it, as well as a nice little handle engraved with the name Caslon, being from the foundry of that name. History people, history. I also got a few pieces of type, of which I will happily photograph and post later on, bunches of Z's, Y's and E's. Now I am off to hop on tube, down to Waterloo and get on the London Eye, take in one last breathtaking view of this amazing city, get some photos and freeze my arse off outside.