In love with London
IALWAYS return to London after the summer with a heavy heart. It’s as if term time were starting again for me as much as for my children. The mood never lasts long, however, because the city always finds some way of delighting me back into good temper. On this occasion, it was a magical outing down the Thames Path to Greenwich. It’s a journey I’ve made many times before by boat, but doing it on the embankment of the river was a quite different experience.
We started off in a familiar streetscape and plunged almost immediately beyond Tower Bridge into a world completely unknown to me. The sun shone and solutions to every crisis miraculously materialised at every turn.
Just as demands for elevenses grew intolerable, we stumbled upon a cafe beside St mary’s Rotherhithe. I took the opportunity to admire the former parish free school and to discover the tomb of Lee Boo, a prince of the Palau Islands in the Western Pacific, who died of smallpox in London in 1784.
Further on, Surrey Docks Farm unexpectedly provided entertainment for the children. Then, tired but happy, we zoomed back into town by boat. I was in love with London again. JG