More Pictures, Day 2

I can never get away from the fairies, can I?

The View from my Room of One's Own

St. Paul's Cathedral, from the back.

Over the Bridge

Imagine being silent for an entire day, walking around, red jacket and scarf in place, blustery winds, in a country where you actually do speak the language. You have no map, but a general idea of where you are going and what you are up to. That is London.