In Commonwealth countries we observe Remembrance Day on the 11th day of the 11th month to mark when the hostilities of World War I ended in 1918. Today my boy and I headed down to the Cenotaph to honour those who’ve served us. I’ve visited the Cenotaph before, of course, but never on Remembrance Day and I found it so moving to stand in the sunshine paying my respects alongside thousands of others, all falling silent as Big Ben chimed the 11th hour and applauding our veterans as they marched past.

Afterwards we spent a couple of hours enjoying the apparent Autumn relapse by exploring St James’ Park, Mayfair and Soho, before stopping to refuel at Honest Burgers; it’s been on my list for a while and I’m happy to report it completely lived-up to my high expectations. We then wandered on through the West End, Fitzrovia and finally Regent’s Park. Now, back at home, it’s time to bake my first blueberry muffins. I hope you’ve had a wonderful weekend!