I'm sitting on the balcony, fingers stained with fresh strawberries, raspberries and blackberries, reading Dickens and watching the breeze stir the runner beans and tomato plants. It's a sunny day and I'm already sunburnt. The flight to London was rather trying - next holiday we're going to Bali! Things here are ridiculously cheap. We've had cooked breakfasts every day. And - oh! - the tea is nice and strong and hot. Despite the Olympics, the crowds are moderate. In any case, the tourists are very friendly - a little more so than the Londoners themselves. Customer service, for the most part, is non existent. British reserve is very real! If you say thank you to someone or offer to help them they just stare at you. If you're in their way they'll simply stand behind you getting grumpy, but won't say a word.