Getting there was complicated by the need to park the car at Stoneleigh for the duration, complicated by it being the day of a festival at the Hindu temple there. Lots of people in full dress getting ready for it and lots of cars soaking up the on-street parking. And complicated further by Longmead Road being closed in the wake of what looked like a serious accident, involving all three emergency services.
Both train and tube busy, with some rather aggressive swimwear advertisements on exit at Oxford Circus. Aggressive in the sense of the body language and general appearance of the young ladies concerned; not my sort of thing at all.
Then to All Bar One, as is the form on such occasions. Coffee served with smarties for BH, fizzy water for me. Two tramps across the road, sitting outside the branch of Boots there, one in the sun, one in the shade, with the one in the sun getting towards the end of his bottle of sherry. The young lady at the bar assured me that they would not sell him any more, even if they had sold sherry, which they didn't.
And so to an excellent Beethoven concert: Op.18, No.1; Op.59, No.2. As BH observed, a proper bit of ensemble playing, unlike that noticed at reference 2.
Slightly unusual line up in that from the left we had first violin, second violin (with iPad), cello and lastly viola. Flowers in various shades of pink and red, complemented with a few dull yellow anthuriums. Very handsome. While the first violinist, Jana Kuss, reminded me of Deborah Findlay from a twenty year old, nursing home flavoured episode of 'Midsomer Murders'. My personal collection of faces is clearly getting to be indexed by ITV3.
Off to the in-store branch of Rossopomodoro in John Lewis for lunch, the first visit to which was noticed at reference 4, and where we were well looked after by what seemed to be a largely Italian team. The story seems to be that Rossopomodoro offer their Italian staff stints in London - which is good for them and good for us. No Greco di Tufo until the next delivery, so we took a Friuli instead. Bruschetta, oval pizza garnished with some rather hot salami and a rich tiramisu. This last accompanied by some rather good marc - marc from Italy that is. Overall, another good meal. We shall visit the brand again.
Next stop, some of the sort of shopping that one ought to be able to do in M&S in Epsom, but according to BH they have lost touch with their basics, and so we did it in John Lewis.
Strolled through Mayfair, intending to visit St. James's Park but actually visiting an exhibition at Sotheby's of Russian art and artefacts. Lots of very polite attendants of both the arty (generally female) and the security (generally male) variety. Quite a lot of people who sounded as if they were Russians. Still fairly full of lunch, we did not take tea there when we had done, rather proceeded to the tube station at Green Park.
The 'B1' car last noticed at reference 5 was still alive and well in the vicinity of Green Park, squeeze on oligarchs notwithstanding.
Scored a one at Vauxhall, plus what looked like a large and relatively new biplane, flying fairly low. Cortana thought that it was probably a De Havilland Dragon Rapide from Duxford, operated by the people at reference 3.
Reference 1: http://londonhindutemples.com/category/sri-raja-rajeswari/. Although the events presently listed do not seem to include the one noticed above.
Reference 2: http://psmv3.blogspot.com/2018/06/trout.html.
Reference 3: https://www.classic-wings.co.uk/. Father's day present for boys that like toys?
Reference 4: http://psmv3.blogspot.com/2018/01/rossopomodoro.html.
Reference 5: http://psmv3.blogspot.com/2018/03/big-number.html.
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