Walked back and packed up. Tears and goodbyes to Liz and Peter. Would love to stay and be at the waterpolo but not this time. Somehow Beijing can’t be repeated.
So we got the taxi across to Islington / Angel. What a great area. Lots going on . Fantastic shops, restaurants people. Staying with Ian and Ali Barnes an old school friend of Steve’s. They have a 5 story house on a really interesting street. We sat in their garden and had drinks and the. A walk around the area. A glass of chilled Prosecco and a chat filled the time till we left for dinner. We went to a great middle eastern place Ottolunghi. Long white shared tables with candles in between eaters. Lots of wine. Lots of yummy share plates -spiced beetroot, lamb and smoked eggplant , duck, octopus. I’m going to buy the cookbook and treat all my friends to some great dishes.
Woke early. Had coffee and hit the road for the city. Steve decided to stay and help move Ian’s son into his new house. I went and had coffee with Fee a lovely friend of Robs. Then lots of wandering. Bond street – where I pretended to be rich ( didn’t convince anyone) Burlington Arcade, St James St and eventually the National Art Gallery . We we going to meet Phoebe but her building had no power so she had to work from home. So Steve met me and we wandered thought the beautiful Gallery. Saw the Titian exhibition including the room with the peep hole into a bathroom with a nude lady moving about going about doing what one does in the bathroom . Phoebe who works for the Gallery told us all about it ……
Now I’m sitting sipping a chilled white in the kitchen while Ian cooks dinner. What a lovely day.
Hello to all at home and I’m sorry I haven ‘t put photos on yet but uploading them to the iPad is more difficult than I thought .
Tomorrow the lad of the wee little green people. Xxxxx