A relaxing day today. After a ride to Westminster, we took the boat down the Thames under the bridges, past the Tower past millions of apartments where the docks used to be, past the Globe theatre, past the few pubs they have left perched above little gravelly beaches, to Greenwich. The Londoner giving the commentary asked us all if anyone could understand his brand of English. He was quite amusing. The Greenwich Observatory was up the hill so we strolled through the gardens where the trees were beginning to yellow and drop their leaves. We saw the time ball drop, took the obligatory photo of the feet in both hemispheres and spent an hour (Greenwich mean time) looking at Harrison’s, Kendall’s and Arnold’s clocks from the 1700s. Fascinating. Off to the Arts Theatre in the West End shortly. Will have to go and polish the camping boots.
“The use of travelling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.” – Samuel Johnson