Day two, walking London with a broken inner compass

Anyone who knows me is aware that my sense of direction is awful, but today I think it reached a new level. I set out late this morning with no agenda, simply to wander and see what I stumbled across, but somehow I ended up finding my way back to the same places; not just once, but twice! I definitely need David here to remind me that if I instinctively think I should go one way, I should definitely go the other.

Growing my collection

A friendly local

This guy was so proud of his garden and really just wanted a photo with it.

Seriously?!

Shouldn't have packed so much. Could have taken so many of these home.

The light by these windows was just stunning

I love it when people are in the right place at the right time

I definitely spent more time taking photos of the insane architecture than of the artwork it withheld

Amazing to see Karl Blossfeldt's flowers in the flesh

Millennium Bridge at rush hour

Squee! First up close and personal squirrel sighting

Portobello Road, hunting for dinner

Dinner for one. Eavesdropping on a couple of very posh english women at a neighbouring table.

Adios Monday!