London .....................

Last Saturday Bronwen and I took the train to London for a day of tourist sightseeing.
A normal grey November day with a chilly wind, it was fortunately not raining and our first stop was Buckingham Palace. We walked through Green Park  fortunately arriving before the crowds.  

 

The Angel of Justice on the top of the Victoria Memorial.  I always wonder what people actually see when sight seeing. For me it is a discovery of the hidden things, faces, flowers and creatures carved in obscure places not often noticed by most people. This rather fanciful merman captured my attention

as did this rather angry looking face..............

 

We walked to Westminster stopping briefly at the Guards Museum on the way. A carved angel on a building quite hidden away and most probably noticed by few.

and this very old and time worn carving of the most fascinating face..................

Would have liked to visit Westminster Cathedral but on discovering the long queue and the high entry fee, we decided to continue with our planned visit to the Tower. As usual London underground services were not running on certain lines and we had to take a rather roundabout route. 

A few hours is really not sufficient time to look at everything on offer but we did manage to wander through the towers on the outside of the building and view the crown jewels.

I love London, the architectural beauty, the parks and trees and I enjoy my visits. However, I am always glad to get back to the peace and quiet of rural Cambridgeshire.
Lots of work to do, new patterns to design and kits to put together so we will be busy for the next few weeks. I also need to get out into the garden and plant the spring bulbs which I should have planted weeks ago.
Austin will be home for a short two week break in early December and we just might have an early Christmas family celebration.
To end this famous quote from Samuel Johnson. I wonder whether he would still have the same view of London now?

"Why, Sir, you find no man, at all intellectual, who is willing to leave London. No, Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford."
— Samuel Johnson