We ate a lot of salad in London, since we had been too nervous to eat it in India.
The vegetables there were wonderful, but we only ate them cooked.
In London, a brisk wind batted the clouds through a blue sky.
(Tottenhan Court Road opposite M&S.)
A white on white window near Great Ormond Street.
I was walking to the Persephone Bookshop on Lamb's Conduit Street
where I bought four books, even though I'm rather fierce about carrying heavy luggage.
I particularly recommend Tea with Mr.Rochester by Frances Towers.
If you don't know Persephone Books, go there now.
What a door! Window frame, railings, fanlight, side alley.
The very apotheosis of door-ness.
This doorway with primroses and black plastic bin-bag looks as if someone lives there.
