We leave at 6:45 a.m. by taxi to Gatwick, and then a 9:40 flight to Dublin. Pick up our car around noon. So, another day of many miles, long hours, and some stress. I don't much enjoy the "transfer" days. England has been great fun.
We went into London right after lunch and went to Evensong at Westminster Abby - the wedding spot! It was gorgeous. All the choir boys in their red collars and white ruffs, and an elegant glorious sound of organ and choir combined. It's unbeatable, and free! We sat in the choir itself, and could have reached out and touched the singers. What a treat. Neil Gibbons put us on to this, and we owe him.
Then went down to the Tate Britain, that's the "old Tate" and basked in the John Singer Sargeants, the Pre-Raphaelites, and the Turners. My second favorite painting, "Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose" by Sargesnt is still on display here. It's so full of light and color. Google it, if you don't know it.
We had dinner at a funky restaurant on the Strand named after Mozart's nemesis - I don't have time to look it up. Solenari? Soleneri? Come on you muscians, let me know. Anyway, their fixed price menu was reasonable and the food very good. Bill had lamb shank that fell off the bone - with mint sauce, of course. If you are in London, try it out.
Packing up tonight and on the move again. We'll be in Belfast tomorrow night.