Thursday, April 9, 2009

Wednesday 8th April – last day in London



After a nice breakfast, J went to work. I read emails for a short while but decided that I’d rather be out and about in London. My first stop was for a coffee and then I walked along the river checking out the places to have lunch. ( I had been given suggestions) . I kept walking to a good bookshop I had been told about. I am not sure if my granddaughter knows about Madeleine and her school friends, but ‘Madeleine goes to London’ looked like a suitable present. I went onto Southwark Cathedral. I did not have much time ( my lunch reservation awaited - interesting priorities) but it had a good feel to it. It was not just a monument. They have close ties with an Anglican diocese in Zimbabwe and on a wall there was a lovely wall hanging in the form of a map made from material, string, beads, photos, press clippings etc. There was a prayer that said ‘ God bless Zimbabwe, protect her children, transform her leaders, heal her communities and grant her peace’ which I thought said it all.

Lunch was lovely. I sat at an outdoor table in a restaurant that served English food and, because it is coming up to St George Day, they had specialized food from different counties. I had a glass of Ortega from Biddenden Vineyards in Kent – a bit sweeter than I prefer – but it was English. First I had smoked mackerel pate with oatmeal biscuits, then trout and shaved fennel and potatoes, then the highlight – well, most different – Sussex Pond pudding. It was like a small individual steamed pudding upside down but inside was chopped up bits of cooked lemon, skin and all. It was hot, with a hot lemon sauce over the top. There was some cream, what I think is clotted cream, on the side. It was delicious. The espresso was good too. I watched the boats go past and the people. ( see photo - it does not look like there was room for people but there was )It was a lovely way to end my holiday. I walked in the opposite direction along the river for a while before going back to pack.

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