The Ritz and...

...the city critters!

I walked across Primrose Hill, with the view of the city below me, through Regent's Park, and later around Green Park.

The heron flew across the water to stand staring at four young people sitting on the grass. He just stood there, statuesque and prehistoric, looking as though he expected one to turn into a beak-sized fish. He'd flown virtually over me to get there and after I left, he too left. That was in Regent's Park.

The squirrel was in Green Park. I was sad to have no nuts. The final images are what I suspect was a black poplar!

As for the Ritz, we had tea, and it was delicious. If you ever go, try to have two lemon possets.