Photos from London's South Bank

View from National Theatre.

Millennium wheel with Tower of London in background.

Late Evening.

Arriving on South Bank.

Garden Centre Visit

Last week I visited Joan in Surrey. Spring is finally here and I suggested a trip to a nearby Garden Centre which is becoming well-known for it's cafe. Unfortunately the website stated that meals were only available at w/e. But we decided to go anyway.

As you can see the place is rather upmarket with a sort of shabby chic look about it. I could imagine Country Living or Home & Gardens photographing the interior. My own efforts were taken as I waited for tea and cakes.

Food was available, but we'd already eaten and arrived at the end of the lunch hour. I loved roses in metal pots on table and purchased a pot, unfortunately I wanted a white rose but they were obviously popular. Instead I brought a purple daisy for the kitchen table, silver thyme for my white border and an usual primula. I would have brought more but I need to conserve finances.

There was a flood warning where I parked the car, which I didn't think mattered, therefore I was very surprised on returning to the car to find the river (Thames) had risen and flooded the bottom of the road. Luckily I had parked further down!

writing thoughts

Sometimes, sitting down to write, my mind suddenly blanks out all the creative thoughts that have been invading it all day. Words, which seemed to contain nuggets of truth and wisdom, are gone forever and I’m left struggling to complete simple sentences. Ideas, that flowed so freely when I was preparing lunch, have moved beyond my recall. What can be done to reclaim them? It as if, finding that they have not been recorded, they have flown like birds to roost in a more convivial environment and, one day, when I’m reading someone else’s work I will see them nestled on a page no longer mine.