Foreshore walks down the River

I've just realised I've completely forgotten to post about OH and I's mini adventure along the Thames which took place at the end of January. Doh! So it was a grey and dull Sunday - hardly inspirational to get you out into the fresh air after being ill on and off for most of the month. But OH had thought he had read that the tow path past Battersea Power Station had hoped. Now the iconic power station is one of my favourite buildings in London so this lure was too much to resist.

 So we started off at Vauxhall Bridge. And the tide was out so we braved it down onto the foreshore. You get such a different view of London.
 I've lived in London for 25 years now and I've only recently started to venture onto the foreshore but it's so liberating. 
 I had never spotted these lions before next to the way back up to the Thames path. They follow you up the slope back to dry land and are quite magnificent. 

 A little further down stream we could see our target. But sadly the path didn't look open at all
 So we were forced back onto the main road for part of the walk which wasn't a great view though I did spot this funky building as part of the Nine Elms complex. 

 But I did manage to get some close up images of the redevelopment of Battersea through a hole in the fence
 After we past the power station we crossed over the road and went for a wander around Battersea Park but by that time it was so grey I just wasn't inspired to take any photos. Still it did get us out and about and it was good to take in some fresh air to clear the January cobwebs. 

Spring slowly comes to Kew Gardens

I've just had a look to see what was about flower wise this time last year and blimey February last year was a bit all over the place wasn't it!  But anyway it was a bit of a grey Sunday at Kew though the sun did shine for some of the day. So as well as the Orchids my photo buddy and I went for a bit of a wander round the gardens looking for signs of spring. Previous years we had gone a little later and saw fantastic displays of crocuses  and were spoilt by brilliant blue skies. Still although it was a little grey this year there was plenty to see both inside and out.

Orchids at Kew

So this weekend I headed off to Kew with my photo buddy for the annual pilgrimage that is Orchid festival at Kew.  The theme this year was India and I'd convinced myself that there were lots of orchids I'd never, ever, ever seen before only to find I'd photographed lots of them last year! Ah well. Here are some of my favourites starting in the cacti section.
 Throughout the conservatory there were references to India. It took a while to spot this monkey placed at the top of one of the pillars
 These two images remind me of little animals with fangs
 There was a lot of colour that wasn't necessarily an orchid!
 There were also lots of berries 
 and seeds which gave great texture to the support plants
 But there were orchids 
 or flowers everywhere 


Who said Romance was Dead - Nunhead Cemetry

February. Such a difficult month as it's often grey and cold. This weekend was no different except it was also the weekend of OH and I's anniversary. The weather wasn't great, there were no exhibitions we were itching to see, I didn't want to go to the cinema (OH's suggestion was Taxi Driver which really isn't my cup of tea) and the weather was rubbish for a long walk. Then I remembered OH had said a couple of months ago that he wanted to see Nunhead Cemetery. Perfect for a grey Sunday and only a bus ride away.
Now I've never been to Nunhead before. Must admit I wasn't really sure where in South London it was but turns out its about a 10 minute walk from Peckham Rye. 
It's one of the Magnificent Seven Cemeteries  which includes Highgate and Abney Wood amoungst others, huge cemeteries created in the 1850s but now distinctly overgrown.

I was drawn to this statue above before looking at the surname on the grave. 
If you don't know me Love isn't my surname (actually my first name isn't Martha either come to think about it) it's Daniel. That's Daniel, NOT Daniels..... 
In fact I've only ever met 2 people called Daniel who I'm not related to in the past couple of years (I recant meeting one here). And we all say we haven't met anyone else who we're not related to as most people are Daniels. 

We came across a very fancy red brick affair which was terribly posh. But there was no name. Nor any bodies as far as we could tell. Perhaps it also stood out as so many of the headstones had a green tinge to them. 
But this structure reminded me of a smaller version of the Natural History Museum
Sorry for the shifting of the images - it was quite difficult to get everything in landscape. 
This avenue seemed to be where all the posh people hung out. The one on the right is described as the most expensive in the cemetery but I must say it was also the ugliest. Money clearly can't buy taste! 
This angel was perfect though it did remind me a little of the Doctor Who episode 'Blink' 

A lot of the plot you couldn't walk on as it was deemed unsafe but we enjoyed walking through the areas that were in slightly better condition. And there were so many varied styles and odd things on the gravestones. 

And the names. So many wild and crazy names 
 I will leave you with our favourite. A Family of chickens. May they be resting in peace.