And now comes a report that a van has mounted a sidewalk on London Bridge, mowing down pedestrians. And stabbings in Borough Market, the famed market and nightlife area built amongst the footings of the bridge.
I just walked this area with Robin last summer, going twice to Borough Market, which felt like one of the safest places in the world with the panoply of people. Food. Drink. The pot pourri world of London, all in one place.
And I continue to ask the question posed by Scriv’ner John in the Kansas City Star years ago:
On judgment day will zealots see Scaffolds waiting patiently?
God bless London.
And damn these zealots.
London Pass. Kevin getting trapped in the gate at the Tube. Banqueting Hall. First sight of Big Ben. Horse Guards. Parliament Square. Embankment Gardens. Portabello Road. Pimms.
This has been a full and wonderful day. And I had chicken curry for dinner.
Northwest of London.
Kevin catches his first view of the Clock Tower.
At the Banqueting House
Horse Guards leftovers.
Prepping for final inspection of the day.
Dismounting Ceremony at Horse Guards.
More Horse Guards.
Kevin loves a horse.
I love a good cap.
Clock Tower and Kevin.
At the Clock Tower.
My first beer this trip.
A happy and contented JC.
Safely now in London. It’s 6.40 in the morning back home, 12.40 in the afternoon here. Our flat is lovely!
Once we got out of Saint Louis (3 hours late), we were fine the rest of the way.
Here is a sound file of Big Ben.
From Tuesday, October 16, various studies of the Clock Tower at the Houses of Parliament:
One day more ’til I leave for London,
one day more of paperwork.
One day left before the pilgrimage commences.
I am so ready for vacation that I’m making up lyrics to songs.