LONDON, BABY!

No Death Eaters appeared to destroy the Millenium Bridge when we were walking across it, as happened in the opening scenes of the new Harry Potter movie, which, incidentally, Grace and I saw here in London last week. We also (all of us) went to the stage production of The Lion King at the Lyceum theatre -- absolutely stunning.

Here's a view from the London Eye -- through a bit of rain. You can see the Houses of Parliament down there on the right bank of the Thames and Big Ben sticking up.

Well, I look downright scary, but aren't my brass rubbings nice? Grace, Gloria and I spent a lovely afternoon in the crypt of St. Martin in the Fields, at the brass rubbing center, while Stephen whiled away his time across the square (Trafalgar, to be precise) in the National Gallery. They have candlelight concerts in the church on many nights (without Neville Mariner, sadly) but we just sit in on the afternoon rehearsals and hear some great music, minus the candles and the cost.

We really enjoyed attending the Hyde Park Ward on Sunday, it being the first time we'd been to English-speaking church in many months. Afterwards, we wandered through nearby Hyde Park and discovered the Princess Diana Memorial Fountain, which Grace and Gloria particularly loved. We also listened to several impassioned speakers on their makeshift soapboxes at Speakers Corner.