“Hi honey. Guess what? I’m calling from one of those darling little red phone booths in London. And no worries about losing my watch. Big Ben is just over my shoulder. It’s just after noon. Time to head to the nearest pub for lunch.”

“Forget the pub! Ran into Fortnum & Mason‘s on the way and grazed on their delicious assortment of sweet and savory.”

“The tulips are out across from Buckingham Palace making for a lovely spring stroll.”

“Up early at my favorite London spot, the very Victorian and alluring Albert Pub. I’ve had a full English Breakfast here every morning. Yes, I’ll get on the treadmill when I get home!”