I love the West End in the morning

Poocident in the night - so have just been to Goodge Street Tesco for emergency nappies, thankfully it opens at 6am. The West End always makes me smile early in the mornings, all clean, shiny and empty, eager office girls on their way to work waft past smelling of toothpaste and perfume. Deliveries sit boxed up outside restaurants, eggs, milk and bread usually. There’s hardly any traffic. By 9am, brass is being polished, café tables and chairs are starting to fill up. I’m amazed by the amount of man bags out there, there is now constant noise the clop clop of heels, buzz of mopeds and drone of taxis, then at just gone 9.30am it quietens down again, but not for long.