Had a half day today. The man and
I went to see the Bond Exhibition. For me there is only one Bond. Sean Connery.
The others are just pretenders. Well I think so anyway. We spent a happy couple of hours looking at props,
costumes, storyboards, and movie snippets. No you haven't read the posters wrong, they aren't in English
Then we had a quiet meander
through the streets looking at different architecture and building decoration,
something we haven’t done in The City for ages. We revisited the top floor of a small multi story shopping
mall to admire the view over London. Threatening rainclouds couldn’t detract
from the majesty that is St Pauls.
One of the shops we walked past was a really
truly butcher shop. What did we buy? Sausages. Don’t laugh; we haven’t had a
decent sausage since we came here.
On the river bank towards the
Tower there were lots and lots of people with expensive looking cameras on
tripods. There must be something happening. Curiosity got the better of me and I
asked what they were all waiting for. The arrival of the Olympic torch. And there
was me thinking it was celebrity that was coming. What a let-down. Apparently some
soldier was going to abseil down out of a helicopter onto The Tower to set the whole
thing off. We didn’t feel like hanging about for an hour and a half to see
that.
So wander along a bit further,
past Tower Bridge with its Olympic rings and we stumbled across st Katherine’s
Dock. A hidden gem of a waterway full of expensive looking boats and eclectic
shops. It was there that we spotted the Royal Barge, all gilding an red velvet.
Slightly footsore we took direction
from a chap in a gallery and walked on towards Wapping Station. Allowing ourselves
to be side tracked on the way, by a walk along the Thames.
Eventually we reached the station just
in time to catch the oveground back to Crystal Palace.
And the sausages? Best we have had
yet. Hope The man remembers where the shop is ‘cos he’ll be going back there
for more.
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