Last day in London ....for now.....

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Two photo phanatics photographing each other in a composition with red in the building, the bus at the right, and the colour of the camera of the girl in her backpack and the pushchair of the baby at the right.

I found another colour composition.

My son went to the Institute of Contemporary Arts, and we went to Horse Guard Road because we heard music.
But soon the music stopped and people left.
Isn't it strange they drive at the left in England, but in London they walk at the right of the pavement?

I wanted to photograph the London Eye, when I saw two black cars leaving Horse Guards. Who was in there? Prince Charles?

Got it well on camera, didn't I?

Keeping in line with photographic other memorials: this one from the back too. 

It's the Guards Memorial, also known as the Guards Division War Memorial.

It commemorates the war dead from the Guards Division and related units during the First World War,  and of the Household Division in the Second World War and other conflicts since 1918.
The bronze plaquette is made from the bronze from confiscated german pistols from WW1.

Ofcourse we won't get lost. 
Not in St. James Park!

 In case you don't see them: squirrels.

On our way through the park we also saw a group of geese.
One of them stopped walking in front of me, looked up and I won't be surprised if he bugged his mind thinking where he'd seen me before.

We left the dark park at Spur Road.
The Queen Victoria Memorial in front of Buckingham Palace looked wonderful in the special lights.

It was almost too dark for a photo... but for memory's sake....

We had a pleasant scroll back at Birdcage Walk.
No traffic was allowed yet, so no smells and sounds.
Just some people walking, talking, almost whispering.

I had a short break sitting at some stairs.
Turned out to be the Institution of Mechanical Engineers.
When I found out, I had to smile.
The group of memories was complete. 

Ken, from Kendall, was a mechanical engineer.
He told me about his work during WW2 and about the bridges in The Netherlands he assisted designing and building. 

I simply had to try to take photos by evening.
One wonders who is behind the light windows.

Westminster Abbey in the dark
The crosses make even a deeper impression than during the day.

I feel very enriched to have seen the abbey at a time that commerce wasn't as important.
Maybe my children will never be able to look inside and pay their respect. I was shocked to see the entrance fees.

Goodbye London.
Hope to see you soon.
I'll miss you!

We left London in the dark. But it wasn't raining.
At Peckham we nearly had a deadly accident. A car suddenly drove from the right straight towards us and would have drilled itself deep into the place where I was sitting, but the fast reaction of my son saved us all.

We arrived in Dover 20 minutes before departure of the ferry. That is, the one earlier than the one we had booked.
Instead of having dinner and waiting, we decided to try to change the booking.
The lady at the office was smiling when I asked and handed our passports back with the surprise of a changed booking.

It was quiet on the ferry.
Outside it was extremely cold, inside there were only a few people.
We ate fish and chips.

 Far too soon we were back at the main land.

On our way home we stopped three times for coffee and a break.
We got lost in the dark as we were prohibited to take the right exit. But the tomtom guided us through the dark, past some farms.

In the middle of the night my daughter was brought to her house.
Then, at the bridge, the car showed problems, so we couldn't drive in the fifth gear anymore.
But we made it home.
My son couldn't find his keys, so we had to search his stuff and the car.
When he finally left, I could see the first signs of sunrise.

Wish I could have seen this in London.....



Memory Lane in London

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Brown's at St. Martins Lane. I have no problems with a gift card. LOL!
Those buildings are so beautiful, pity the street itself is such a mess.

And then.... I saw St. Martin in the Fields.
I wanted to go there, even though son wanted to drive outside London before dark.
50 years ago dad and I went there and enjoyed some music and the quiet, as it was very crowded in London that day.

I hope they've kept the Victorian interior.

Come on...time enough to have a good look around at Trafalgar Square.....

Such a pity they are building in between... Looks like what we call: a square box.

In the past they had Atlas carry the world.
But nowadays they need more shoulders to carry the globe.

Royal lions?
Or Dutch lions?
Certainly no native inhabitants of England.

Who sat model for her?
What was she thinking?
Did she know she would end up high in the sky, watching over Covent Garden.....

...beside shamelessly naked young men dressed in.... fruit!

The Coliseum Theatre opened december 24 1904.
It was designed by Mark Matcham and was intended to become the largest and finest music hall of Europe. Well, it certainly was the first to have a lift and the first to have a triple revolve installed on stage.
After the Sadler's Well Opera Company moved in the building in 1968 the name was changed in 1974 into the English National Opera.
At present it's used for opera and is the London home for the English National Ballet.

I love the building, but not the lights at the globe that spread the name during the dark hours.

Edith Cavell Monument.
Someone bumped against me, so I only have a photo of the side of the monument.
In front the Norfolk Nurse Edith Cavell is portrayed.
She was matron in Brussels at the Berkendael Medical Institute at the beginning of WW1.
She gave medical care to both sides of the war, and in the meantime supported about 200 allied soldiers to escape from the Germans.
In august 1915 she was accused of treason and found guilty. The Germans shot her st october 12th 1915 and her remains were buried in Belgium.
The British used her story to show the lack of morals and humanity of the Germans.
After the war her remains were brought to England and she was given a state funeral at Westminster Abbey. Her remains were laid to rest at Norwich.

As child and grandchild of people who were in the resistance and supported aircrews escape from the Germans this memorial holds special significance to me. Especially at Remembrance Day.

We were welcomed in St. Martin in the Fields by a sing training for a girl with a beautiful voice.
And by the window, installed during the renewal of the church between 2006 and 2008, created by the Iranian artist Shirazeh Houshiary.

St. Martin in the Fields is the patron church for soldiers and pacifists.
As there were people in the church we didn't want to disturb them and walking to the other memorials.

'At the going down of the sun
and in the morning -
we will remember them.'

In my mind Trafalgar Square was huge....

Always loved the top of the Museum...

Yes, girly girl, you've been at places of significance for ballet dancers and your family.
You'll be back!!

The last glow of the sun on the roofs of London architecture
The day passing,
our visit passing...

Again old and new together.

Admiralty Arch.
The arch is connected to the building of the former admiralty.
King Edward VII initiated the creation to honor his mother, Queen Victoria.

 The Latin inscription reads:
which means:
''During the tenth year of the reign of Edward VII,
to Queen Victoria by the grateful people, 1910".

The road of The Mall is red.
A symbolic red carpet to Buckingham Palace.

For us it was a real red carpet,
as there was hardly any traffic,
only a few cars of the people who had to clean everything and put the fences away.

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