The Sutton Hoo treasure at the British Museum. This little bird-shaped plaque used to adorn the shield of the king who lay buried at Sutton Hoo.
Harrods! Even if you can't afford to buy a box of matches in this department store - which, holding a sale, wisely doesn't display price tags! - it's worth a visit anyway. It's a real shopper's paradise as described in the appropriate sources: gold, crystal and fine marbles all over the place, and every type of food imaginable down on the ground floor.
The Prince Albert Memorial opposite Albert Hall. Easily the craziest memorial I've ever seen.
Albert Hall.
And then we went for a walk to Kensington Gardens. Actually, we wanted to take a walk in Hyde park, too, but alas! it was cordoned off, due to the Live8 concert being held there at that very time. There were people all over the Gardens, heading for the concert, carrying picnic hampers, blankets and children. But we went in the other direction, and came to Kensington Palace...
... with its beautiful garden. NB the palms. Don't know what Lord Byron was complaining about when he wrote that the English winter lasts for eight months!
The Gardens are full of squirrels. The crafty, spoilt little creatures pose eagerly and expertly for the camera and eat whatever you give them. I happened to have a bag of peanuts in my pocket, and we spent about twenty happy minutes in the charming company of this furry little animal and her friends and family.
Kensington Gardens still - the Peter Pan statue during the five seconds that there were no tourists posing before it!
Killing time before the plane, we took a tour around the Natural History museum, whose ample entrance hall is adorned with a huge dinosaur skeleton.
