Today was a day for clearing out junk, sleeping in and visiting the post office. I sent three packages home, almost six kilos. I’m very happy not to have it all in my pack but posting things is stressful – did I fill in the forms right? Did I send enough stuff home? How long is the line? I didn’t take any photos of that so you just have to imagine Luke being very calm and kind to me to get me through the experience.
The big event of the day was going into Soho for The Mousetrap, the world’s longest running play at 70 years.
I’ve read Agatha Christie novels and seen mystery plays but it did exceed my (admittedly low) expectations.
For a final excursion together it was ideal. A perfect way to end an arts-filled week. An iconic and perfectly-produced performance!
Tomorrow: London to Zurich!
We’re finishing off the evening by finishing off our leftover food and listening to Dolly Parton’s greatest hits.
Goodnight!
Here Comes The Planet 
Ha, I feel your pain re sending things home . It couldn’t be as bad as sending things from Paris- soup Nazi episode of Seinfeld has nothing on them!
I would like to see the Mousetrap on stage, of course I’ve seen/ read it in various mediums but I do love a stage show!
I second whoever suggested visiting the salt mines. Happy onward travelling, looking forward to the next instalment!
I shall look into a salt mine visit although I’m not one for caves… if it’s very roomy maybe!
Ha, I shall definitely avoid mailing things in France then! To be fair, it was less the staff and more that I have three similar packages and thought I’d mixed up the labels. All my own fault!