We visited the National Gallery for the Velasquez exhibition--masterpieces from all periods of his career, visiting from the Prado. There was also a Cezanne in England special exhibit--many of the artist's works culled from collections across the land. And naturally we re-visited and re-gazed upon the paintings we love best. A quick bite at Pret a Manger across the road before popping into the National Portrait Gallery, where the Chap saw the Hockney exhibit and I revisited old friends from the 17th and 18th centuries, and special ordered prints of characters who feature in my novel.
We enjoyed a pleasant stroll through St. James's Park, admiring the waterfowl and the views from the bridge, from which location this picture was shoot.
Looking the other way, towards Buckingham Palace. The light was creating amazing effects!
We traversed the festively adorned Piccadilly Arcade, on our way to Fortnum's and Hatchards, where I made purchases--filling their coffers most lavishly.
Even though I've been having a holiday from matters political, politics does sometimes obtrude, even in so posh a district as St. James's:
We ended up in our old neighbourhood. After a much-needed pint at my favourite Shepherd's Market pub (formerly our local) we dined at our fave French restaurant. Magnifique!
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