Good morning from Heathrow, people. There’s a two-floor (!) Harrods in this terminal, but —to employ a deeply overused phrase—I just can’t. I’m operating on about five hours sleep, with a plane and a train to go before I reach reach the country of my destination. However: lots of fun at the newsstand: I’ve procured a Heat magazine, the best of all the U.K. gossip rags, and a mini-Harper’s Bazaar, polybagged with lipstick (I love a magazine that comes with a giftie) and British Vogue.

In honor of my London morning—and lickety split, because I’m really pushing my luck timing-wise by hanging out in the British Airways lounge for the  wifi—a mini-mini mini special UK edition of morning links:

• Anarchy at the Royal Ascot. And whoa, even more. (The Cut, The Daily Mail)