Borough Market

We grabbed a coffee here – from the cutest little coffee venue ever. Just a couple of weeks ago. 

Here in Borough Market in London. 



The coffee was fantastic!  And the vibe here was electric!  The sights. The smells. The flavours!  We stayed for lunch, which we picked up from a Somalian vendor … and it was delicious!  


There were so many people.

Afterwards, we walked across London Bridge. 

The news of yesterday’s attacks has me retracing our steps in my mind. 

Heartbreaking. 

And Senseless.

#London

London Doors

We walked ALOT during our recent visit to London. Sooooo much to see. And so little time. But i would argue that the very best way to really see a city is from the street. 

And I couldn’t help but collect a few photos of Doors along the way….. 


The gates to Kensington Palace.


The Household Cavalry Door. 


A pub door. 



Doors at Shakesphere’s Globe Theatre


The Door to Spencer House


Near St. James Park. 


A Fleet Street Door – and friendly doorman. 


And, of course, the doors to Canada House … with Nelson’s Column reflected in the window. 

Linked to Norm’s Thursday Doors 

Doors of Portobello Road 

Exploring Notting Hill, just over a week ago, we were treated to some gorgeous doorways along this famous, vibrant road.  Let’s take a walk ….



Each of the entrances to these terraced houses have such a lot of individuality and personality.  





And, at No 22, the the former home of George Orwell. 

That’s enough walking.  Time for a cup of tea …. or maybe a gin & tonic. 

Linked to Norm’s Thursday Doors 

Nature’s Forces….

 

Although I’m glad I took this photo, I didn’t need it to recall the scene.  The photo was taken from our borrowed car, from a bridge on the outskirts of Ludlow, England way back in 2007.  We were there on a house exchange holiday (which was marvellous, by the way), and had arrived in the town just after some major flooding had caused this damage.  The bridge we were on was also being reinforced, as you can see.  

But this image is absolutely seared onto my memory.  The (literal) suspension of a moment in time……… When I read the theme for this week’s photo challenge, I immediately thought of this.

The Forces of Nature, indeed.   Perhaps the house was built a tad too close to the waterway?