Tomorrow brings another day in London.
After checking that I've turned all things hot, electrical or gas powered off, instructed Recaro on the items that need to be packed in Ellie's nappy bag and assured him her lunch/dinner bag is ready to go, I'll dash out of the house to catch my train.
Here's a few highlights of the journey I'll be taking. Just before crossing the river, my train takes me past the Battersea Dogs & Cats Home. They've got a few buildings around here and I sometimes see them training some of the working dog breeds in the yard between these arches.
If I was sat on the other side of the train, I'd see the derelict Battersea Power Station. No one knows what to do with the Battersea site. It's contaminated land and has a listed building power station in the middle of it. Even though it's in central London and on the River Thames, I'm not sure it'll ever get developed.
Once I get into Victoria , my bus takes me past 'Little Ben'. I think this is one of those 'invisible' landmarks of London - you don't notice it until someone points it out to you. There are plans afoot to revamp a big part of Victoria. This clock will be taken away while the work goes on and then brought back again after all the heavy duty building work is finished.Here I am on the bus. The bus is empty - which means I took the photo last Friday when I went into work late. I'm far more stressed out and cross when I travel in early, but I think you can still see my frown lines between my brows.
This is a another picture of the New Zealand War Memorial on Hyde Park Corner. It was Anzac day last week , so you can see all the newly laid wreaths. Sadly I missed out on the Anzac biscuits that an Australian woman brought into the office. She's a cookie baking fiend, so I hope to get another chance to eat these when she organises a charity bake-off.In their crazed optimism about the British weather, the park keepers at Green Park have already started setting out the deck chairs. It poured down with rain today, so I'm not sure they've made much money so far this year. It costs something like £3 to use a deck chair for an hour. Bonkers. I'd sit on the grass and save my cash for buying some M&Ms at Disneyland one day...Or perhaps I'd save my money for buying an ocean going yacht. He he. I think ocean going yachts are just rich people's equivalent of caravanning. And as far as I know, there isn't a kitsh yachting equivalent to an Airstream caravan, which means that yachts are not cool. (See how I just saved myself loads of money and still sounded superior and snotty).
I jump off the bus shortly after the yacht shop and head into work where I get myself a coffee, raid the biscuit box for fig rolls and swipe a banana from the fruit box before everyone else gets to them first.
I take a random approach to my London posts. If there's anything you'd especially like to see or know, just say and I'll do what I can to oblige.