Every year, the universities Oxford and Cambridge race on the river Thames. It's a classic British celebration, usually a glorified excuse to drink pimm's and wear shorts. Nonetheless, for me it always marks the start of Summer. I'm lucky enough to have a close friend, Alice, who lets me join her on her balcony every year. We watch the hoards of people lining the river banks as far as the eye can see and eagerly await the moment the boats come past. It makes London a delightful place to be.
