Not for the first time I’m pretty cross with my local Royal Mail delivery office, expecting a parcel I made sure I would be in for the postman but when today’s delivery finally came I found the postman had brought a ‘you were out card’ instead of my package.

As I live in a flat I waited for the postman to come back down from the floor above and asked for my parcel. Of course, as many of you will have guessed, he didn’t have it.

Sadly a prior booking is taking me out of London for most of the weekend so I’ll be missing the Mayor’s Thames Festival which takes place on Saturday and Sunday. If you’re nor familiar with the festival, this annual event is a glorious celebration of our river without which the city probably wouldn’t exist.

Something’s changed during the holiday, maybe it was the departure of so many advisors and deputy mayors but along with Boris’s apparent realisation that he can’t delegate his entire job has come a newfound sense of direction and purpose.