A very leisurely start to the day, I didn't wake up till almost 10am which is unheard of!
Did the usual and went over to Peyton and Byrnes for my coffee and breakie. This morning I was introduced to sisters Mimi and Scout who gleefully told me they were going to 'have coffee' with their friends, who's names I couldn't make out but turned out to be Tarquin, Theo and Sheridan, average age about three at a guess. Those three year olds know how to live!
Once Susan joined me we headed off into the city and got off the Tube at Westminster. We walked up Whitehall and stopped off at the Cenotaph to looked at the Wreath that had been laid the day before. There was still quite a crowd gathered.
As we continued up towards Trafalgar Square we stopped to see the Horseguards. When we were here three years ago one of the horses took a bit of a shine to Susan and nuzzled her neck. Seems she must have an infinity with horses 'cos this time one of them gave her a kiss!
There is a new installation at Trafalgar Square do of WWI soldier standing in a pile of poppies. Every couple of minutes a jet of air sends the poppies flying around the head and body of the soldier. It's extremely well done.
We've been really lucky with the weather so far. It hasn't been cold at all. In fact it's been quite warm. We had to turn the heating off in the flat as it was too hot and I was walking around in jeans and t-shirt today. If I'd have brought different shoes I would have worn shorts.
We visited the National Gallery whilst in Trafalgar Square. I've been here many times but could never tire of it. If you've never seen Van Gough's Daffodils in real life you just can't grasp how good it is. Before I saw it for the first time I always screwed my face up at it. It's an image yo use all over the place but no print can do it justice. The vibrancy and texture of the real thing is totally lost in the reproductions. Everytime I see it I am amazed, even though I know what to expect now.
The Da Vinci cartoon always amazes me too. It's the detail that goes into making a sketch of what will become a painting.
Most of the Turners are at the Tate Britain but there are a few here, so that made me happy. Not that I particularly like Turner, I mean I only named my cat after him!
It's hard work looking at art, so we took a well deserved rest at Langham's Hotel for afternoon tea, with a couple of glasses of champagne Schweety Darling. We were entertained by a pianist on a baby grand playing everything from Rogers and Hammerstein and Cole Porter to Elton John as we were served a roasted capsicum amuse bouch, a selection of delicious sandwiches, scones with jam and cream and a selection of cakes. All served on Wedgwood China. We know how to slum it with the best of the yobbos.
After Langham's we decided to just wander through London. With no particular aim we walked up Regent St, along Piccadilly,cut through some side streets and then down Shaftesbury Ave then through Soho and back up Charring Cross Rd finishing up at Tottenham Court Rd tube station, so jumped on the tube back to Greenwich and a quick drink at the Gypsy Moth before home.