Diane deserted me today and decided that she would leave me on the boat out of harms way, where I couldn't possibly get into any trouble whatsoever, and head off into London for a bit of a look around.
Little did she realise that it was not me that would get into any sort of trouble, but it was to be her -
|leaving the boat...|
|... I walked her to the station - still no problems|
|Such a lovely day in the sunshine, ready for....|
|...all of the crowds at Buck House - the lone police officer (centre) had spent|
15 minutes convincing the people that they couldn't cross, but...
the people that
|...they could wait no longer - the toilets were on the other side...|
|...oh and some wanted to see this.|
|including this young lass|
|'ere you go then|
|Liz wasn't at home today - not the Royal Standard flying above|
|Looking down the Mall|
|The NZ memorial -gotta love that they have included a rugby ball - third post|
from the left
|Diane just liked the look of this building|
|The AA building - they've done alright for themselves|
|The memorial for the Crimean War...|
|...and of course to Florence Nightingale|
In amongst all of her escapades, she managed to have one of her diabetic episodes - she had eaten her "just-in-case" reserves but was still low - when that happens she cannot make a sensible decision, but she got through it thanks to Costa - coffee and a panini - the coffee didn't help much, just wanted the caffeine.
She found the cause of the problem - one too many pills in the morning; she is of concern and now will have to buy a length of rope to make sure that she doesn't stray away from the boat without me - it can also double for her to pull the boat along when we move.