I keep going to London!

Today is about meeting friends to practice Spanish and one or two other things.  It is another lovely day and though the bike ride to the station is exhilarating the train is it's usual crowded, stuffy self.  I am boring myself now.  Here is a rose.  It arrived in a pot for our 50th birthday party eleven summers ago and is still flourishing in the garden.  I am told we have good soil for roses ie clay.  Who knows.  But thanks to W&S for a long lasting present in one of my favourite colours. 

Next I have a nice if rather hot walk in Hyde Park, which once again makes me feel close to Mum.  I want to have a look at the new pavilion at the Serpentine Gallery.  It has been designed by Jose Salgas and Lucia Cano.  It is made of plastic around a metal frame, like a colourful caterpillar which you can enter.  The critics have not been kind but I think it is fun.  

Here is a close up of a wall. 

Inside is quite stuffy but you could cool off with a fruity drink

I head off to get on the Victoria line at Oxford Circus and get entangled in the Gay Pride, but can successfully cross road. 

I am going to see the garden at Freedom from Torture in Finsbury Park.  This is an organisation dedicated to the rehabilitation and treatment of refugees and asylum seekers most of whom have endured torture and organised violence.  The garden has been created as a form of horticultural therapy.  It is lovely, especially as there is running water I can put my feet in.  It may be possible to work here but that needs some thought.  

Later I breathe sea air by the Thames and meet friends with whom I can practice Spanish. 

I am now enjoying a pint in Reading waiting in the warm evening for my connection.  Quite a day.