I was cycling from Tanner Street, wanting to turn right onto Bermondsey Street, but a policewoman asked me to stop because my yellow hi-vis waistcoat would show up on in their filming (not sure why other colours would not show).
Looking north up B Street I could see a big white inflatable-looking thing being suspended from a crane. No idea what it was meant to be.
I once flew Concord with McCartney. At Heathrow Concord had its own baggage collection carousel. He just stood around alone for 10 minutes waiting for his guitar to come round, signed a couple of autographs and acted like an unassuming gentleman. Considering the pomp with which he could surround himself, I was impressed.