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The daffodils we bought at the corner flower seller's aren't doing as well as hoped. My favourite flower, and they flourish wild here, but these are struggling. Suspect lack of sunlight, as the window in our room is tall but the light pretty indirect. Though we have bought daffodils here before with better results. Tube to Embankment.
Take a detour through Victoria Embankment Gardens, where the flowers certainly are flourishing. Blazing colour and people sprawled beside the flower beds enjoying the sunshine. The pigeons are having a good time as well. There's a small café next to the gardens where they have discovered not only crumbs but whole chips left from someone's meal and are greedily feasting on the ground and on the table as well.
We stroll past Trafalgar Square - busy, but no busier than usual - and up Regent Street. Pass a troop of about 30 Hari Krishnas singing their way down Regent Street, brought out by the spring sun. Thought they had disappeared decades ago. There's a small church on the other side of Oxford Street that I've meant to check out. Turns out to be All Souls, and a great deal simpler and more modern inside than out. It's across the road from one of the BBC centres and we're drawn by music to an outside area where they're recording a singer and band. Don't know who they are, but she's good - and the amps extremely powerful. As they finish, other people are setting up a little hockey "rink", involving small nets and unicycles. We don't stay for the game, but looks like fun.
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