Today was quite an adventure! I was on the 4th floor, thank goodness Catterygirl found me. Charleygirl5 and NotGoneYet were in The Brass Rail on the ground floor.
I think we missed each other going up and down escalators and/or whizzing up and down in express lifts and what not.
All's well that ends well because we eventually found each other and is was lovely to meet new faces and catch up with everyone.
Postcript! I left to go to Bond Street Station, only to discover that my purse was gone! Inside was my Freedom Pass and my bank card, and nothing else. A bit panicky, I could only think of making my way back to Selfridges in the vain hope that it had been found in that packed cafe, and sure enough, as I approached, the young man who had served me came bounding up to me to say that he had kept it safe for me! I gave him a huge hug and almost lifted him off his feet (not).
All's well that ends well indeed.