Yesterday, I chose to paint the town too. But my colour of choice was not black, but BROWN. In particular, Ms Sarah Brown.
Sarah had suggested we meet, just for the romantic appeal, in the middle of London Bridge, on the Tower Bridge side.
On the way, I said hello to Her Majesty, The Queen ...
... and had a brush with local law enforcement.
We saw the patriotism of Team GB supporters, along the route of the Paralympics Marathon course.
We even saw the race leaders flash by, with Australia's own Kurt Fearnley, at that point, in the lead.
Then it was off to meet Ms Brown, a work colleague, to hear how the first part of her two years living and working in London have been.
Woodsie again opted to hive off and do his own explorations. Sarah and I continued across the bridge and along the edge of the Thames, passing some of many Games' mascots on the way.
Lunch was at The Swan, the restaurant of Shakespeare's Globe Theatre.
Further on, another original of an English slang word was revealed, as we approached an old medieval prison.
Our destination was Tate Modern.
The 28 degree Sunday, with the end of their glorious summer of sport, had encouraged Londoners to flock in their thousands in public spaces and make the most of the brilliant weather.
Sarah then led me with the proficiency of a 'local' across Millennium Bridge,
around St. Paul's, into the Tube, changing lines, to emerge near one of her previous - and favourite - school.
On our way home, we rounded one corner, to find the building wall with a complex carving. Turns out one Charles Dickens had lived In a house on this site and written five of his novels there.
Catching the train from Baker Street, a statue of its most famous resident towered above me.
Did I have a great time with Sarah? "Elementary, my dear ..."
Yet another great day! You look as though you are getting a bit of colour up,in the warm weather too. Lovely to see London's blue sky.
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