The restaurant at the top of the Shard was the venue for the wee reunion of some of my best friends from University: SPC (looking great and talking about her recent encounter with David Lodge), HW, JG and RA. CP also tagged along.
AC, a more recent friend, was also keen to join us. She waited for the rest of us in reception at the bottom of the tower, editing a web site that outlined the work of her lab.
Before we were allowed to take the lift up to the top we were all required to hand over our wristwatches in for inspection. I was held back longer than the others. The receptionist also needed to remove from my left hand some metal rods of surgical scaffolding. These had been left in my body following my recent manicure.