Travel notes
I came to London with a negative attitude for some reason. Maybe coloured by an infatuation with a France I felt was respectful and proud. Maybe also a previous experience of being sent to Heathrow after our plane had a problem, sort of set the tone. Picture two plane loads ‘queued’ at customs control manned …
Bite size – so no calories. Ottolenghi’s roast eggplant. While looking tasty, the flavours had left the building, hailed a cab home and tucked themselves into bed. Ottenlenghi redemption. Humble juicy simplicity. Meringues in his window. Chef cut his artery? Baked goods. This just the Turkish stall. Hundreds of cuisines on offer at Spitalfields markets. …
This is the pub we are staying at caught in London drizzle. Never thought I would see one of these monsters from Easter Island. British Museum. This is a men’s fashion direction I am not quite ready for. Called “Cradle to Grave”, this 14 metre long installation in the British Museum that follows the medication …
I don’t like a lot of change in my pocket. As you move from country to country, there is no rhyme or reason with the coinage sizes. It doesn’t help they omit numbers on the bastards. It’s just a drag. You tend to accumulate more than you can spend so I dump it as tips …
Brick lane has a long history as an immigrant hub. Currently popular with the Bangladeshi community and otherwise known to some as “Banglatown”. Street art is very much alive here. Actual painting on old newsprint. Have seen this image before – very Banksy-ish. Mypenleaks self-described as ‘heroic’ By the lines I would say this was …
..by comfortable 300kph Eurostar train.
The centre was a good as the outside looks. Wry humour at the prison back door. Paté with pear and onion marmalade. Full chef skill on display here. Beautiful little square and evening light. About 9pm. Walked past the Cathedral light-show again and it’s still jaw-dropping the second time. Hopefully this picture expresses a bit …
Her brothers and sisters have scampered, but the youngest can’t yet comprehend why you would run away from anyone. “Dix… neuf… huit… sept…” in her loudest voice. News to me that the Zodiac and Christianity are linked but here is the horological clock in the Cathedral. “God specifies astrologers as among those who will be …
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The horror that was Notre Dame on fire … … and the immensity of the reconstruction. Great Israeli food but so hungry and looked so delicious, I forgot to get photos before we hooked into it. More food. Our little square by day … ..and night