Tenebrous beers with Bob

Off to London this morning to meet Bob, as he put it 'under the usual lion' in Trafalgar Square. On the train I spoke to Mum, and very sadly she had to have Felix put down, as he was very ill. Wynford went with Mum to the vet, and was really helpful. I sent him a text to thank him. Mum obviously very sad.

Bob and I had a lovely day. We lurked near the National Gallery, and a coffee, and then after going through the market that has sprung up on the edge of Trafalgar Square,  we went into the National to see a small exhibition by Joseph Wright of Derby. It was an example of Tenebrism, paintings showing people lit only by the light of candles, or in one case the light of a white hot poker, and everything falling back into darkness. A thin exhibition to be honest, and Bob and I knew one of the main exhibits which is in the permanent exhibition. But still fascinating and thought provoking.

Then back into the Trafalgar Square where we bought two bratwurst hot dogs from a German sausage stand, and then wandered off to Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese, and The Seven Stars and a couple of other pubs and had a few drinks, and ended up having a curry. In short a fine afternoon of long chats discussing with Bob all kinds of deep matters, while addressing ourselves to a few dark beers and wandering through Dickensian parts of town. Bob and his sister have sold their mother's house which went through this morning. He think's he'll stay working for another couple of years. 

Fond farewells at Blackfriars, where I caught a train, and made my way reasonably easily to Lewes. The Seaford Train, annoyingly terminated at Newhaven but I was able to bus from there without a problem. Home to Lorraine and to fall on the second box of chocolates left by Claudia and Jonas. 

Below the sight from Blackfriars platform, looking east.