London: Friday and Saturday

Photos from Friday and Saturday in London and away . . . .

STREET SCENES:

The Shard peeks through the leafless trees.

HMS Belfast and Tower Bridge, on a gray day.

Friday morning: a line for breakfast.

A lone daffodil.

CAMBRIDGESHIRE:

Countryside.

My friend Robin lives in the mews on an estate. This view is from his front door.

IMPERIAL WAR MUSEUM:

The remnants of a Japanese fighter from WWII.

And this: the London flat of Captain William Bligh of the HMS Bounty:

The blue plaque marks the home.  This is a block from my own flat in Lambeth North.

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Easter Sunday 2018

Easter Sunday 2018. London, England.

I attended the standing-room-only festive Choral Eucharist at Westminster Abbey this morning. Tourists were everywhere, but enough of us were taking matters seriously that I knew I was in a holy place.

On the way to communion, I walked right over David Livingston’s grave!

And the Dean himself, The Very Rev. Dr. John Hall, administered my communion this morning.

At noon, with the service ended, I found the sidewalks around the Abbey and Parliament Square and Westminster Bridge to be jammed with tourists on a very chilly early Spring day. So half-way back to my flat, I jumped on a bus for the final blocks.

Luncheon was a Sunday pub meal of pork roast, crackling, Yorkshire puddings, potatoes, carrots, broccoli, parsnips, and applesauce. And a Fuller’s London Pride. I couldn’t finish it all!

Oh — and kale. I didn’t even try.

Now for Evensong at St. Mary’s Bourne Street, with the Benediction of the Blessed Sacrament. The music list includes Harwood in A-flat, one of my favorite settings of the Mag & Nunc.

London: Caerphilly Cheese

I love Caerphilly cheese.

Just love it.

This is my tea-time snack on Saturday:

Cufflinks: regimental

The second new pair of cufflinks.

London rain

The rain was strong enough on Wednesday to cause water to back up in the streets of Westminster!

London: Borough Market

From the Borough Market in London, on a rainy Thursday:

I bout some Caerphilly cheese, vacuum-packed to bring home.  This makes me happy.

And I spent an hour in Southwark Cathedral, just soaking up the silence.

And then I spent Maundy Thursday at St. Paul’s Cathedral, with a music list that included Duruflé, Michael Haydn, Stainer, Poulenc, and Frank Martin.

 

London: G&T

Nothing beats a Gin and tonic at lunch. Well actually, lots of things to do. But this is unusual for me.

Mare gin? Whatever it is, I’m happy!