26°C, sun(in London), but a cold start.
I got Dumped on by a Peregrine Falcon who lives on the Tate Modern building today. They live on Pidgeons I was told by the RSPB bloke. Peregrine poop isn’t like pidgeon poop, it’s more like toothpaste, but doesn’t smell (not even of Spearmint). there was a series of telescopes set up by some RSPB people who shwed me these birds of prey nesting on the Tate tower, they are actually breeding there. Several breeding pairs have set up with no human encouragement at all. It turns out they are preying on the London pidgeon population. Very impressed am I.

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Anyway, that’s jumping ahead on the story of my day.
It goes like this:
02.45: get up to drive Hannah to Stansted Airport
06.15: Arrive at airport, drop them off and drive to service station for soem breakfast ansd some sleep.
08.30: drive to Hendon & get tube to Waterloo; that takes an hour.
09.40: Arrive at Tate Modern. Sceptical at first but on seeing the paintings I soon changed my mood.
Started looking at the Surrealism section and moved on from there.
It’s such fun that I end up staying much later than my plan (to go to RAF Museum Hendon by 14.30)
the walk across London was fun, so many thing to photograph and apreciate.
15:30, arrive at Hendon for Part two of my plan. It turns out though I took dozens of photos there,
it isn’t as much fun as a really good art gallery.
17:40, set off up the M1 for home= now.
this is the bridge that has millions spent on it because it was wobbly, but "sshhhh- don’t tell anyone", it’s still quite wobbly- more so when joggers trot over it.
It’s been a privilage to receive that peregrine poo award on my legs
Perhaps I sould write about the artworks that impressed me today tomorrow when I am less tired.
They did impress me though, some made me laugh (as they did other people too).