Breakfast of champions. Top left. Lemon meringue for Terry. Bottom left. Jammie Dodger for Ken. Red velvet and a Homer Simpson for Peter. As chosen by Peter. This trip is Not a weight loss endeavour!This was also a free WiFi station, in addition to the defibrillator. Travelling back and forth between walking start/stop points and our Hammersmith hotel has involved: the District Line from Hammersmith to Earls Court. The Picadilly Line to Wimbledon. The Southwest Railway from Wimbledon to Kungston, to Shepperton, to Staines, etc. Ken’s morning coffee at Wimbledon.Kingston Bridge has a number of statues.Me taking a picture of Ken taking a picture of Peter taking a picture of the Hippo and Rabbit Woman.The UK coots are bigger than Canadian coots…unless the coots is Ken. But dont tell him I said that!The biggest bollard we’ve ever seen. Ken figures if you just let them grow they get that big. My eyes are starting to hurt from rolling so much. If it looks like Ken is doing something unsavory in public,(which he could do) in this case he is just unzipping his lower pants legs off for the serious walking to come.They tried to turn the tree stump into a chair but the stump is happily sprouting new shoots.A boat slum.I would like a turret. Ken, please build me a turret.I liked the variegated colours on the dachshund but their big brother wanted in the picture as well. He looks angry but he just wanted pets.Teddington Lock…divides the tidal and non-tidal portions of the Thames.Ken and Peter sharing a loving moment, maybe. Actually, Ken wrote that bit. I think Peter might say something different. Ham House.Sign for Sea Scouts.Such adorable floofballs! This is Ken thumbing his nose at Scott because Ken is having an Almdudler and Scott is not. I have never seen such a huge ginkgo tree.This barge is a puppet theatre. Not sure parking this old boat in front of the Keep our City Vibrant sign is the epitome of vibrancy. Tide is out. I did not know there were seals in the Thames. These two little guys were fascinated by a tiny pond in all those leaves and the big one was trying to get the little one to jump in. The duckweed is spectacularly green. I overheard a lady asking if it was blue green algae, as there have been several signs about not swimming and keeping your dogs out of the water. I told her it was duckweed, not the algae, and she was quite relieved. Apparently her hypochondriac friend had gone swimming and now thought she was going to die of liver disease. I told her the signs were old as there was no sign at all of the algae anymore, and other people were now swimming, especially with the river tidal or constantly flowing. I told her what it looks like in Lac La Biche when it’s in full bloom – as if someone had dumped a bucket of turquoise paint on the water. Now that we are in the tidal section of the Thames, we have to get used to seeing the river occasionally flowing the “wrong” way. We walk by, but not through, Kew Gardens.Parrots in London? They are rose-ringed parakeets. There are large flocks of them in London parks and we were lucky enough to see (and hear) them. They are very noisy – we also a flock of them chasing a Canada goose. I didn’t think anything could or would stand up to a Canada goose! Sometimes you need a bathroom, so you have to buy a gelato.By some stroke of luck, the bus back to Hammersmith stopped at the top of the stairs, so we didn’t need to navigate the underground and the trains. Heading to Hammersmith Station for some evening snacks.
