Perhaps a futile protest after all these years, but following the vast costs involved as we endlessly cut jobs and close hospital wards, perhaps worthy also.
Next impressive view was Westminster Abbey where sadly a small mind was not recently invited to a wedding or some such that had recently been held there.
Before leaving the area around Westminster in search of parks, a small mind looked back across the grass area that many a news report has come from over the years, and also looked longingly upon further protesters tents.
St. James Park awaited around the corner and this was the first sighting of Lord Snooty and his merry men and ladies. Now a small mind is far from common, but he was alarmingly surprised to find himself surrounded by people talking in search a way to make our dear old Queen sound common. Gathering fast and clutching their precious tickets, armies of people dressed to the nines surrounded me. Their destination: Horse Guards Parade ready for the Queen's birthday celebrations.
I have always sadly been a have-not rather than those that surrounded me at this time, but it was a pleasure to mix with them, all be it briefly, as there was most certainly some top totty on display for a small mind to feast his eyes upon.
However although I have no axe to grind against the monarchy as I await my inevitable Knighthood, I was not here for them. I was here to explore the big city. Therefore I turned on my heel and made off across St. James Park.
Here in the park, I gazed upon what surely could and should have been my garden...
... and found some more hot birds.
To be continued...
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