It was January the 19th, my late father's name-day. I went for a stroll in Knightsbridge at lunchtime and took a picture of these flowers thinking of him:
Popped in to Bonhams but there wasn't much to see. I liked this picture by a contemporary British artist:
On the way back I saw a German church:
I looked at the dome of Brompton Oratory from another angle with The V&A peering from behind it as if shouting: 'Look at me!'
I registered some architectural details:
Going back to work I took a picture of the famous landmarks:
As the working day was coming to an end, I met an amazing woman who bought a beautiful white kimono. She was wearing an elaborate Nepalese necklace, a gift from a friend, as she told me:
Maria Teresa Madariaga came to London to make arrangements for the summer when she will be showing the bags she makes in the Carribean where she lives. That's the one she carried yesterday:
How neat is that?
Very interesting blogs and yes the old man is very happy in my garden sitting on my sculpture table under the trees waiting for the bluebells to arrive in the spring.
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