Shirley and I are off to London this morning. We are going to see our children and to visit theatres in the West End. I have also bought tickets for the Hockney exhibition at Tate Britain. My mobility remains a problem because of my knee so I am somewhat anxious about hobbling around. I will be looking to limit the amount of walking I have to do. Yesterday's visit to the doctor led to the collection of some heavy duty painkillers and the promise of an appointment with a physiotherapist.
But how could I tell you we are visiting London without reference to what happened yesterday? As I sit here, the running BBC News programme is all about the Westminster attack by a wicked madman who no doubt saw himself as an Islamic martyr. May he rot in hell and may his name - soon to be revealed - be forever associated with evil.
We go to our nation's capital, proud to be English and proud to be citizens of the free world. We shall not be cowed by vile nobodies like him or by others of his ilk.