Arrived in London Central early arvo on a Saturday. Lovely hot weather and as usual every one wanted to have their boat moored there as well.
As the canal passed through Little Venice the NB,s were moored in some places three abreast so we carried on.
Entering the junction where left heads to Camden and onto Limehouse basin or straight ahead to hopefully a mooring at Paddington basin.
There were no official vacancies like in legal mooring spaces but we squeezed into a mooring with only one third of the boat illegally parked. Hoping someone would be moving tomorrow, Sunday, or early Monday before the Basin Sherriff came by..
Our first Paddington mooring... not too bad....
Next morning the sun was strong so it was....
Breakfast on the patio.... Nobody had moved either...
Moored next door were..
Legendary NBers and music connoisseurs Del and Al on Derwent6... They'd been doing London town for a couple of weeks so we took in some good advice... Also learnt they'd be moving off the next morning so as they did we moved NB Firefly across to the perfect mooring...
As we chatted this live aboard came looking for a mooring to no avail...
The young fella though had all sorts of gadgets flying off the boat and was towing a boat of his own.... Bet there was no "Kill the Cops' computer games going on in his mind...
Sunday we walked from Tower Bridge along the south embankment to Westminster Bridge. A hot day brings out he best of everything and along the whole embankment there's entertainment and refreshments..
It was either the sunglasses or the shirt or the belt buckle or the "soft shoe" dance steps that captured the passers by attention and the singer seemed to fade away in the background... there was nothing wrong with the music either...
Passing past the old "clink", goal, this dude reminded me of....
Times past when the novelty of having a favourite Guinea Pig or pet Mouse in a cage had worn off ....
In an arcade this...
Futuristic looking statue in copper and bronze was appealing...
Even in central London there is...
A White sandy beach.... The tide was out...
And the Band played on... with the hope that the punters chucked their spare 2 pound coins down onto their blanket... some did...
Farther along this....
Mad Aussie from Newcastle was getting bound in chains and padlocked up.... And like most Aussies, doesn't matter wether it's during a Sexual experience or watching a One Dayer at the Gabber, he never shut up. Got the public to hold a cover up to neck height surrounding his body then escaped, as he said, "just like Houdini", within 2 minutes then waited for the coins and did say he accepted notes as well...
Climbing a stairway to be enveloped with...
Angles and reflections...
Had to walk across...
The Millenium bridge... Saint Pauls in the rear ground...
Food stalls are aplenty but this one...
The Ol, VW Splitty was Tasty...
Then the Proud Mary song...
"Big Wheels Keep On Turning".... came to mind...
Next day was on the bus for a short trip to...
The Camden markets... looking down toward the markets in the old stables...
In the stables market...
And outside, canal side...
The food stalls feature takeaways of many nationalities....
Then when it's time to eat...
Park your Butt on a scooter with a water view.. Rich people pay 'Quids" for a water view...
Walked past a "Mota"..
"Kiwi Boy" must be doing "Good"...
Another day we spent some time at the Victoria and Albert museum....
This front façade off a house...
And this stair case were like 900 years old...
The inner court yard at the museum... was only one shower of rain..
Our son Tait, well his best buddy Nick has arrived recently in the city for his OE...
So it was only right for us to meet up, visit some pubs then...
Take him onboard and give him a meal.....and some more beer..
And then....
