The day was sunny, the company was good, and I was in Trafalgar Square.
Though it didn't seem Christmasy at first, it certainly did get that way later.
I just missed the rainbow that cascaded over this fountain. What a gorge place, non?
Since the weather was so nice, we thought a nice stroll through St. James' Park would be in order. Looking back, the London Eye could be seen just above the winter "greenery".
And then the most randaloo bird was grooming himself (a ladybird would never be so outlandish in her bathing) right by the footpath. People were actually petting this thing. Who touches a bird? In public? People are bizarro world.
Buckingham Palace was next on the agenda. You know...just a little Queen siting on a Sunday. I didn't actually see the queen, but it's good enough to just be in front of her castle. I used to have such an obsession with the queen. I guess I thought I should live a life just like hers ;)
Mine is a pretty sweet life though, now that I look back at it.
Guard, marching. We figured they only do this to keep the blood flowing and to avoid freezing to death. And being bored to death. As my grandfather would say, "What kime-a jobe is this?"
We took a little walk around, took some pictures of Carnaby Street, and headed over to Covent Garden for some Mexican.
Great Sunday. Hope yours was just as sweet.
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