So, I'm back in London, in time for the three day bank holiday. The weather is outstanding and people are out and about.

The initial plan for Saturday was to visit Leicester Square, get some breakfast, and sign up in the magicians' queue at Covent Garden.

Covent Garden. Well, it's a problematic pitch. I love that there are other magicians there to help me out, but the pitch itself is brutally hard. Quite simply, there are easier places in town to work, with more forgiving audiences, and I'm not in a queue.

One such place is this super wide sidewalk that leads from the South Kensington subway station, past a street of cafes that have taken over the walking space, to the Natural History Museum and the Victoria and Albert Museum. But there's this one sweet spot past the cafes which has no turf owners, and mysteriously there are no street performers standing in line for this excellent spot.

So I skipped Covent Garden in favor of this spot, and did two afternoon shows here, and I did okay. The people going by weren't at my favorite energy, which is "strolling along looking to see if there's something interesting", but they were still "we are out for a day of museums" which is almost as good.

My big coup was that I made money INSIDE the V&A Museum! I went to their cafe for a late lunch and you can eat outside in their inner courtyard, with a large wading pool and plenty of tired museum-goers takiing a break. I grabbed a table with a couple extra chairs, and I put out my palm and tarot sign. Yeah. I love that little sign. When I get home, I'm going to print it up professionally, laminate it, and just always have it in my pocket.

End of the day, I went back to Magicians' Corner to be sociable. And I watched my friend Sergio Barros do a show. Remember I said it was a hard pitch to work? People, I watched Sergio hold together a show through setbacks that would have stopped me cold, and some of you know I have a stubborn streak. There was a soccer rally a half block away, shouting and chanting, fireworks, smoke bombs, that blew our direction. Public works moved the big cart that formed part of the stage boundary. Then they DROVE A GIANT VAN THRU THE AUDIENCE AND STAGE. Somehow, Sergio held it together. The man's an animal.

After supper, we went to Chinatown, looking for my friend Jeremy Pitt-Payne, but he was not working any of the Chinatown pitches. But, hey, I got a busker's tour of Chinatown and it looks like a place I'd enjoy. Saturday night, it definitely had that "wandering around looking to see what's interesting" energy in the crowd. If I hadn't been dead tired, I'd have done a show right then.

I'm gonna have to give that area a try.