I do love a gargoyle.
Her name is "The Queen of Time" . . . swoon. She resides at the front doors of Selfridge's department store.
Graffiti in the Tower of London, by Hew Draper, 1561. He had been in the tower for fourteen months, accused of sorcery.
The contrast of the newest buildings in London with the old is quite something.
Inside Liberty of London.
The fabric floor at the top. They very thoughtfully have chairs for those who are waiting for you to rest in, as you slowly circle the floor a few times, gazing and touching all of the beautiful designs.
Fashion notes: Brightly colored faux fur appears to be very much in vogue.
Making my own fashion, as we traveled on the Underground every day, the "Tube". Oh, ha, a new kind of Tube socks!
Started on the airplane ride there, and finished on the last day.
Oh, raisin croissants . . . you made me very happy!
We ate out for our last dinner at this pub.
Walking back "home" our last night. The two lit windows on the top right were ours. A very comfy homey apartment. (With TWO bathrooms, a big treat for us!)
The End, (honest).
