A grey and chilly October morning.  A Tuesday.  I am swallowed up by a crowd of suited and booted City workers all squeezed onto the train to Cannon Street, wondering if my Ipod is audible only to me or am I being one of those unbearable passengers inadvertently blasting their rubbish music all over the carriage...  I  panic about it for a minute - Kylie Minogue singles from the 1980s are probably not cool these days - then decide not to care and spend the rest of the journey gazing out the window in idle daydream mode.  My reverie is interrupted when I get off the train and am offered a magazine by a very smiley fella all dressed in red, and discover to my delight that the magazine on offer is none other than the legendary 'Time Out' guide to all things London - and it's free!  This is brilliant news!  With a bit more of a spring in my step, I head for the Tube, and settle down to devour the magazine.  Here is my little tribute to Time Out Tuesday, snapped on my ancient Blackberry...



Time Out on the Tube...



Time Out at the workplace...


 
Time Out & About...







Time Out & A Taxi...





Time Out taps in...



Time Out regards the Shard...
 




Time Out on the 286!
 


Thom & Cheryl and the not-too-distant O2
 


Time for tea!  Feet up, pj's on and a final flick through the mag... 



Laura xxx