|Near the spot where we had a picnic lunch in crowded London! (Hyde Park)|
Ravel's Piano Concerto in G Major, with the pianist Jean-Efflam Bavouzet, is very jazzy, with definite echoes of Gershwin's Rhapsody In Blue, among others.
The highlights of the second half for me were Messaien's Un oiseau des arbres de Vie (Oiseau tui) inspired by the tuneful Tui from New Zealand, and Ravel's La Valse.
|Albert Hall and our view from the "choir" seats - and no we didn't have to sing.|
We had a leisurely start to Saturday, as we made our way to the Serpentine, and its Sackler Gallery, past the Albert memorial shining in the sun, and the cafe in an installation, by Fortnum and Mason
|Not a Duane Hanson figure!|
We strolled through Hyde Park, with its birdlife. This huge park acts as lungs and refreshment for the humans too.
|I think he needs a sunshade today|
|Joshua Reynolds conducts The Dappled Light of the Sun.|
First, negotiate the stairs - not quite as vertigo inducing as it looks.
After a couple of hours we're all exhibitioned out, and hungry. On our way to St james Park we have another taste of old-time-rural London.
Then it's time to hit the little cafe. Lovely and shaded, though the chair probably printed itself on my backside. I amused myself, half-listening to some kinda astrological guru chatting his companion up with his phone-fuelled guidance from the outer limits.
|View from a bridge - Buck House is the other way|
We make our way along the Embankment to the Festival Hall, where there's an urban dance festival in full swing. All very loud and vibrant but at least we can sit down and have a cup of tea - all important on hot London days when you've done a lot of walking around.We stop at the food stalls nearby for a samosa chaat and follow it up with a gelato (lime and mint sorbet) before wending our way back to St Pancras for the 9pm train.
|Green man or similar on Kings College building|
|Fleet Street with Ye Olde Cock Tavern|
|By the village pump?|
|Hanging out in Kings Cross Square|