Capital Days

Had some time off in March including a few days away visiting family and taking a side trip to London.

The sun shone for us for the most part, and we seemed to walk for miles . . . down to St Pauls, over the Millennium Bridge, and along the side of the Thames, back to Trafalgar Square, the National Portrait Gallery, a drink at the Three Greyhounds in Soho, then on along Oxford Street:

Had just about had enough for the day when our wanderings took us to this offer of spiritual messages.

Who knew?

Revitalised we made it to another couple of pubs before actually calling it a day.


On our final morning we visited the Hunterian Museum (an interesting if somewhat gruesome collection of specimens and instruments illustrating the development of anatomical and surgical knowledge).


The Museum is based in the Royal College of Surgeons, which is situated off another of those garden squares which London seems to specialise in.

Little oases of calm beside the busy London streets . . .

. . . particularly like the one in Soho Gardens with its charming half-timbered gardener's hut.