Weather on the cool side, certainly by Cypriot standards and also London though not by all Canadian. Today at home, though, well into the teens. Compared with a year ago when the temperature was only one degree. No guarantees so nothing to do but enjoy whatever comes.
Usually bring umbrellas when we travel but this time didn’t. I suggest that buying cheap ones would be a good idea on the be prepared principle. It does often rain here. J not keen. We do have umbrellas - plural - at home. Yes but we’re here. Then he discovers not one - or two - but FOUR umbrellas left on top of items left for the bin men. Have in the past both lost and found umbrellas several times. In fact when J inquired at Sainsbury’s one year about one he had lost they prevailed on him to take one from their lost and found bin - they’d been there for some time. And the new finds prove to be perfectly serviceable, the larger two of rather better quality than those we already possess, although too big to take home. So well equipped for our time in London.
The area is quiet. Mostly Victorian houses divided into flats. But we’re only a couple of blocks away from the steady hum of Kilburn High Road. Middle Eastern restaurants, key cutters, corner fruit and vegetable vendors, halal grocery shops, pubs (one licensed in 1486 but rebuilt in 1900), a tattoo parlor. The street has evolved from its Irish roots with succeeding waves of immigrants - Caribbean, North African, Turkish, and more. A vibrancy that Queensway was losing two decades ago.