Are we surprised to find never-ending showers in London? Not really! And in spite of the rain I’m eager to walk and see as much as we can in the few hours we have here before training southwest tomorrow. So bundled in our coats and protected by our umbrellas, we leave our elegant warm room (are we crazy?!) at the Royal Park and walk the couple of blocks to Hyde park, then down to Oxford Street, in search of a cozy pub for lunch. The Marlborough Head squeezes us into a window side table, and we both order one of their “proper pies” – Chicken and Mushroom. A perfect first taste of England!
Just across the street is grand old Selfridges, and I can hear the overture to the PBS series and just imagine Harry Selfridge proudly striding into his spectacular emporium – that was a great series!
I convince Kirk to go a little further in the rain to Liberty – a tudor wonder outside and in. Those Liberty prints so remind me of reading Seventeen in my pink bedroom under the eaves in Quito decades ago, wishing for that flowered a-line dress on Twiggy.
A little nap back at the hotel, and we’re off to another pub for dinner – The Victoria, which proves to be quite a neighborhood favorite – and we quickly grab a table by the fire that’s just been vacated.What a treat to find that the rain has ENDED when we exit! We take the long way back to the hotel, enjoying being umbrella free 😉
Café Nero has become a favorite stopping place on our recent UK trips, and, passing one elegant white townhome after another, we find a nearby one for breakfast…yes, I know scones, cream and jam are for tea, but I can’t resist!
That blue sky didn’t last for long..we’re walking back to the hotel in the snow! And as we pack to walk to Paddington for our train, we watch the flakes flurry in the mews. Regards to Paddington Bear, and we’re on our way to Taunton for a weekend of music with the Wihan Quartet.