Tagged: Trafalgar Square

Le weekend x


With the lockdown starting to fray, we wanted the kids to experience the stillness of London before it’s officially bubbling again, so we biked through the virtually empty roads all the way to Trafalgar Square, a 20 km round route (I have saddle arse to prove it).  The only thing to interrupt our peace were the all the gear, no fear mamil brigade, the blinkers of self-interest firmly down.  I saw three almost accidents, their speed seemingly taking precedent over a slower decision maker ahead.  Given the freedom of the roads, the nature of the situation, it felt greedy and uncalled for.



Trafalgar Square felt like a movie set from a post apocalyptical film.  It wasn’t just that there were no people there, the pigeons had left as well.



The weather wasn’t great, so I painted inside.  Since completing Carla Sonheim’s online class on flower portraits, I’ve become obsessed with painting all things plant.




I think I want to do a proper painting, a large one:  The dark filtered light down below, the open sky above.


Can’t for the life of me think what it represents…


Laters, Kate x

Introducing the kids to Anarchy..



On Saturday we headed into Trafalgar Square to witness the Flash Mob International Pillow Fight.  Even the street performers were prepared…




It was a rather delicious event..the Police weren’t happy.  Boris had done his best to call the whole thing off…but to take action against a pillow fight? It would be like aligning with Putin…




Have I shrunk?



The power is strong with this one..



Charlie telling Darth Vadar he loves him..

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We then headed up to Oxford Street and couldn’t help notice the speed of the Jeremy Scott rip-offs…



Our destination?….a Victorian men’s toilet..



Now converted into a supercool cafe called ‘The Attendant’ complete with table-urinals and handwarmers.

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At the exit was a writing wall..

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So Bella added Graffiti to the days lessons of life…

Laters, Kate x

We went on a Treasure Hunt x

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As we are away, a few trips coming up from memory lane..


I am a bone-fide Londoner, in truth I was born within the sound of Bow Bells inside the City mile, which officially makes me a Cockney, and once-upon-a-time this bestowed the privilege of being buried within the City Walls..if you visit City churchyards you’ll find them banked high either side of the path as they had to stack the bodies due to lack of space..but I digress:  So I am a true City chick..but it wasn’t until a few years ago I learnt there are gas lights still in use in London.  1,600 to be precise, covering 200 miles…

To find them we went on a Treasure Hunt..for four lions, a nose, some lights…and a few knights..

IMG_2175 IMG_2176Lions first.  Good ol’Trafalgar Square.

IMG_2179Sitting on a Lion’s bottom.

IMG_2181IMG_2182 The building you can just see with the clock? Is where the first telegraph from the Titanic arrived to say she was sinking..

IMG_2177Then the search for the elusive ‘Nose’..apparently to be found in Admiralty Arch, a stones throw away..


Can you see it? in the middle of the plain stone under the first dimpled stone..

IMG_2184A side view..Made of pink granite and 7 ft up, rumour has it that it was once the spare for Nelson’s Column in case his was broken on the way up…


Others think it’s here  in honour of the Duke of Wellington – it’s at waist height for anyone on a horse and they say the soldiers rub it for luck as they ride through..

IMG_2186The truth? It was put up by the artist Rick Buckley in 1997 as part of a campaign against ‘Big Brother’ society…stop being nosey..

IMG_2188 Through Admiralty Arch to The Mall. Lined with gas lights (the majority are around the Palace, Mayfair and Covent Garden).

IMG_2190With appropriate ‘Admiralty’ ships on the top!

IMG_2189IMG_2191Central London..and it’s like being in the countryside.

IMG_2192All the way down to the Palace.

IMG_2193IMG_2196 IMG_2208 The beautiful lock on the gate…must have a story..

IMG_2209 IMG_2201 IMG_2197IMG_2199To look at the knights..

IMG_2195 IMG_2200And more gas lights – six Gas Lighters work the stretch around Buckingham Palace.

IMG_2206Then Charlie spotted a badger (as you do) and wanted to ask him if the Queen was in and if he was invited for tea..The badger turned out to be an soldier who had done sentry duty himself at the Palace and was a trove of knowledge. Not enough guards he said.  She was away and unfortunately unavailable.

IMG_2203 This is the better picture of said Badger.  But I did debate about whether to post it or not – the anatomically correct part of said Badger was purely unintentional…although his girlfriend seems perfectly happy..

IMG_2204So Charlie then asked a Policeman! He explained that her standard – looking like one of his badges – had to be flying if she was home..

IMG_2205 IMG_2207Charlie was a bit disappointed. But we promised to come back another day..maybe next weekend for the rehearsal of Trooping of the Colour..just as good as the real thing, but much less crowded.  We then got the train home from Victoria.

A simple day in London.  But a lovely one.

Laters, Kate x