Dinner in Whitechapel

More mural art as we made our way from Brick Lane over to the Spitalfields Market and then into Whitechapel for supper at the great punjab restaurant, Tayyabs.

cute pooch

more wildlife

Gherkin sighting from a Whitechapel park

Spring beauty and a contemporary steeple

Tayyabs

Day's end in the neighborhood

London's Grand Mosque

Lunch with Ben, Pimlico, Tate Britain

The building Ben works in, on City Road, is one of those renovated contemporary industrial design buildings.

Tau runs the reception area, and of course by the time I got there, he said, oh you're Ben's mom

just a fun picture to take

Church in Clerkenwell, the area with the food lane where everyone goes for lunch. Lots of people sit in the churchyard to eat.

After lunch we walked over to nearby Shoreditch for coffee at a place Ben likes alot

pretty coffee

The day was sunny, and from our coffeebar stools we had a view onto this passage area with nice tree shadows

took the Tube over to Pimlico, in the west end, to the Tate Britain

view from the Tate stairs

I love the way the trees along the embankment bent over the low wall and dipped their weeping branches into the river

shoes in trees

Where the money lives

Vauxhall Bridge

Supper at Wenlock

Nice supper last night at Ben's pub, weekdays are quiet and pleasant

Downstairs, another great bathroom with an old tile floor and wooden stalls

Cinema night at Islington's local theatre, Ben arriving

David Hockney show

These are some pictures from our Sunday outing to the Hockney show at the Royal Academy on Piccadilly Road (first pic of Ben). The tower sculpture in the courtyard is done after a sketch that the Russian artist Tatlin did, after the Revolution, that was never built at the time.

The Burlington Arcade

There was a whole display window full of these silver plated animal sculptures.

When you come out the other end of the Burlington Aracade, you are on Savile Row. The big display windows are what you would expect, what surprised me is that below them, you could look down into the basement window and see the tailors' workshops.

Lunch was in Chinatown (not that far away) at a small place Ben knew of, Mr. Kong.

One of the more unusual windows