London, Day 6, Saturday, July 16th- Pimlico, Victoria, a walk through St. James Park to Piccadilly Circus & Street, New Bond Str., Oxford Str., Regent Str., Carnaby Str.,….Soho

A bit more about yesterday… Susanna was brilliant in all ways! She handled the Vic crisis with professionalism, poise and love. Despite probably thinking: “This is absolutely the LAST time I bloody well have relatives to the palace!”  And later that evening the family met near Covent Garden for an amazing diner. I thought back to the wild and wooly day and two facts rang out to me: one- Vic was fine in the end, and two- we didn’t get Chou sacked! I’m pretty sure that’s the order of importance. 
Today Cher and I casually strolled about. First order of business after coffee of course was to find her a purse. The strap to hers broke last evening, so we retraced our steps to Marks and Spencer’s, where we rehydrated Vic after the “Palace Affair”. Helen lead us there for refreshments. Found a suitable substitute for Cher’s fallen hand bag and continued up Buckingham Road. Ironically, the bands were playing and marching from the Palace to the Guard’s Museum following the changing. We crossed Birdcage Walk and walked through St James Park. 

The sunny, warm weather brought throngs of park goers. Summer chairs, birds, blankets, picnickers, and tourists everywhere. It was a gorgeous setting. From there up St James street to Piccadilly. We checked out the exclusive store Fortnum Mason. Ambling Piccadilly in and out of a few shops until we decided to stop for some libation at Langan’s Brasserie.  It appeared to be the restaurant that Michael Caine built because his picture adorned the walls in each main room. We discovered there that London was celebrating the Gin Festival. Of course, we needed to investigate. I had an Edinburgh gin and tonic with a lime and a sprig of Rosemary. Cher had a Little Bird gin and tonic with a pink grapefruit garnish. How delightfull!

Up, down Piccadilly to New Bond Street, briefly along Oxford to Regent to Shaftesbury and then wound around all over in Soho, where found a nice Mediterranean Bistro. Dined, wined at an outside table. Tubed  back from Covent Garden for laundry and an early evening. Our arranged car picks us at 8:15am for a flight to Edinburgh.
  
   
     
      
    
    
   

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