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One last day in London, chasing persecution and martyrdom on the London Martyr’s Way from Tower Hill to St. Eltheldreda’s Church. Around the Gilt of Cain’s granite columns proclaiming the abolition of the slave trade. Through Postman's Park and George Frederic Watts's Memorial to Heroic Self-Sacrifice: George Lee Fireman At A Fire In Clerkenwell Carried... Continue Reading →
Neil (a fellow Winnipegger) at home in Blackheath. Gracious host, Good friend. Making his home our home for one more night.
A little lost in Newington But found on Roupell Street. Our circuitous way to Tate Modern and Nan Goldin and Ed Ruscha and lunch overlooking the Thames. To dinner with Neil, a Covent Garden night walk and back to Blackheath with Neil.
A day at the Victoria and Albert With Neil. Jewellery. Photography with Henry Fox-Talbot and Masao Yamamato and Eric Soth. And greyhounds (of course).
To Albertopolis: and the Royal Albert Hall; and the Royal College of Music; and the Royal College of Organists; and the Albert Hall Mansions; and the Albert Memorial. To South Kensington Mews, and through the Hole in the Wall. To Harrod’s, and oysters and beer. To Hamley’s and Regent Street (where Gail’ s mom once... Continue Reading →
London, Where our pilgrimage began 26 days ago. St Martin-in-the-Fields, Luminous music. National Gallery, Guilded art. Trafalgar Square, Changing world. Down Street Tube Station, Abandoned history. Globe Theatre, Midsummer Night’s Dream. The Thames, Mid fall night’s dream.
Blackheath Wellings Chummy jellied eel Red House, home to Willian Morris, designed byJames Gibbs Crayford Dartford Saint Mary's Church, Stone Gravesend 31.4km
Tomorrow Gail and I will make our way on foot from the Christian heart of London, Westminster Abbey, to Canterbury, a journey of some 120 kilometers over six days. We will roughly follow the trail pilgrims have followed for centuries. A trail colorfully described in Chaucer's Canterbury Tales. A trail that, these days, is aptly... Continue Reading →
Our first day in London is a jet lag recovery day. How we deal with this time traveller's malady is to hit the ground running. Or, in our case, walking. We arrive early morning at Heathrow, headed into town, deposit our bags at our refuge for the next two nights, Thanet Hotel near Russell Square... Continue Reading →