We elected to stroll back up to, and around, Hampstead Heath today, in search of the famed view from Parliament Hill. I was somewhat bemused by the hill, as it purports to be the highest point in London, yet I could see hills nearby patently higher. I think it's because technically the other hills were far enough out that they were not, technically, in London.
Still, we, and a few dozen others, had strolled up on what is proving to be a typical London winter day. Characterised by brilliant blue skies, crystal clear air, and a brisk breeze. It's hard to get a clear vantage to see London, we've found, and it looks like this is the only one: