Early this morning, very early this morning actually, I was dressed and ready and on a bus in the direction of the City. It was cold and the windows in the upper deck of the bus, where I was seated were misted over. Busy with my phone and emails, I didn’t pay much attention to what was happening outside. And then, on impulse, I  wiped the window a little to clear it up. The bus was somewhere near Shoreditch I suppose. Outside to my left, I could see the Gherkin and St Paul’s, and the golden winter sunlight bathing them. It was glory.