I don’t know what traffic is like around your office, but working on a Sunday proved interesting for our bureau offices located in the shadow of Big Ben.
Thanks to the women’s marathon that went right by our front door, all the area streets – including in front of the entrance into the Prime Minister’s residents at No. 10 Downing — were free of motorized traffic.
It’s usually a life and death trek, dodging buses and bikes.
But a short time after having the main roadways free and clear to walk ourselves, the world’s best runners owned the pavement.
Striding along in a downpour, and uncomfortable for some wet bystanders, the athletes appeared to hardly notice their remarkable surroundings. Or the fact they completely owned some of London’s busiest streets.