Elegy in a London Churchyard

Hurrying to Moorgate one early morning last week, I couldn't help but stop for a moment in Bunhill Fields, which, in the spring mists, could have been anywhere in space or time...

Love the lovely friends

Last weekend Johanna and I decided, just on the spur of the moment, to go into town to find the Foundling Museum. We caught the 55 as far as Gray's Inn Road, and then walked... on our roundabout way through Bloomsbury, we passed the Perseverance, and as we hadn't had lunch yet, decided to eat there.




As it was after two, the lunch crowd had largely gone, and we had the place mostly to ourselves.




Everything about it was great - from the bangers and mash to the mis-matched chandeliers, the music and the atmosphere... we will return.



* Thank you to Bridget Jones for the title, an expression I have long liked :)