Wednesday, 13 January 2016

A visit to London

After the first weekend of the New Year, I flew to London to see some friends, visits which were long overdue. I stayed with a dear friend I have known since 1966. The first week of the New Year is usually not a good week for plays or concerts. Musicians and actors are still recovering from the busy time before and around Christmas and are away on a well earned holiday. But we managed to go to smaller venues, a concert in Wigmore Hall by excellent musicians, who enthusiastically shared their love of early music with us and played historic instruments. The intimacy of a smaller Hall also adds to the enjoyment. Besides, Wigmore Hall is worth seeing because of its Art and Crafts decorations. 
 Below: a closer look of the mosaic in Wigmore Hall

Choral Evensong in Westminster Abbey is something I never miss when I am in London. 
 A side entrance of Westminster Abbey, and the windows lit aftyer the Choral Evensong
We also went to a lunchtime concert in the church of St. Martins in the Fields, followed by a pleasant lunch in the crypt. The proceeds partly go to a project for the homeless.
The organ of St. Martin's in the Fields
In the morning we visited the Goya exhibition in the National Gallery opposite, as far as I was concerned a stunning explosion of colour, of silks and velvets jumping from the canvas, asking to be felt and stroked. Goya was an extremely prolific artist. I only knew his dark scenes of war and suffering. The portraits don’t seem to be by that same artist. In spite of the crowds, we did enjoy the exhibition enormously.
 Rain and Sunshine. 
A look at Trafalgar Square from the restaurant of the National Gallery, looking at the announcement of the Goya Exhibition outside
Below: St. Martin's in the Fields in the sun

Trafalgar Square with to the right Nelson and his famished horse 
I spent a day visiting another friend, John, the widower of my oldest friend, a friendship which began when I was only 14 and she 15, a lifelong friendship. I was one of their bridesmaids, quite an experience for a Dutch student. Her unexpected death in December 2014 was a great shock. I could not attend the memorial service, and had promised to come and see John later. Only now, a year later, have I fulfilled that promise. It was good seeing him, talking about happy memories, sharing the good things, and the sadness. He took me out for lunch to a beautiful, trendy gastro pub in the country, The Rambler’s Rest, in Coulsdon on the North Downs. He is a very kind man, misses his wife terribly and is very lonely, in spite of his two sons who do a lot for and with him, and his three adorable granddaughters. 
Some pictures I took walking through London which was still decorated for Christmas in several places
Covent Garden in festive mood


Below: The London Eye 
Meals with friends, a very lively church service on Sunday morning with a full orchestra accompanying the congregational singing, walks through London, a visit to the modern and well organised British Library to see the Alice in Wonderland exhibition (click here for a review, one of many), a walk in the park near my friends home and a most interesting guided walk through part of the City, it was all very enjoyable. 
 We met for the City Walk on Tower Hill, with a view of the Tower
The buildings have nick names. Above is the Carbuncle, or Walkie-Talkie. The black dots are window cleaners
 Two pictures of the "Cheese-grater"
Modern buildings are scattered among really old and older ones. Building activity goes on everywhere in this part of the City, the financial district
 Especially those guided walks are worth doing. I have done several over the years, and they are really very interesting. The guides are well informed, and they show you parts of London, hidden alleys and courts, even Londoners do not know about. Our guide was a very enthusiastic woman, who kept going in spite of the most unpleasant weather. Standing next to the Gherkin was quite exciting. Seeing the window cleaners hanging suspended against the Carbuncle seemed even more frightening than watching bungee jumping! The building has been given the prize for the ugliest building in London.

 Different views of the "Gherkin"
 
 The Gherkin is energy neutral
 

left: An old convent, and now a church. There are 49 churches in the City which covers just a square mile. Non of them have a parish any more and they are now used for functions. They are only open during the week.
 The Tea warehouse from which tea was sent to Boston. It was dumped in Boston harbour and never paid for. Below the hoists attached to the warehouse can be seen, which are no longer in use.
Below: A house built over an entrance to a small alley 

Above: The markers for the City of London
Gillespie Road near Arsenal Stadion on the day of a match! Supporters booths, and lots of people around, even on a very wet day.

This was the first time I flew with Cityjet into London City Airport, and it was quite an adventure. From Rotterdam it is a short flight, but even so we were offered coffee, tea or another drink plus a snack. It was a small plane. Once over London the approach to the airport was fascinating and rather scary. It was a clear evening and already dark. We seemed to cross the Thames several times, circled the Shard, another striking new building, could almost touch the high rise office buildings in Canary Wharf and flew low over the illuminated Tower Bridge. I felt like Peter Pan! Without seeing any place where we could possibly land, we dived down and touched ground. A heroic act in my opinion, or a conjurer’s trick perhaps. Unfortunately I did not have my camera within reach, so no pictures. 
 Some views of London City
On my flight back there were too many low hanging clouds to see much, alas. I just got some glimpse of the still remaining docks. I did get a good view of the area near Rotterdam and was amazed at the extent of brightly lit glasshouses. Why switch off religiously every light when leaving a room at home, when so much energy is spilled on growing products under unnatural circumstances? I must admit the orange squares, although unnatural, looked quite cheerful.
 Glass culture in the west of Holland near Rotterdam



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