Jackie drove me to and from New Milton today, for me to take an uneventful journey to Waterloo and back, to lunch with Norman at Tas in The Cut.
Fresh pansies in the station platform planter bore remnants of last night’s rain.
I approached The Cut by walking across Waterloo Road and down Alaska Street to Cornwall Road where I turned right. The gentleman using his mobile phone was quite happy to appear in shot.
Further along Cornwall Road a multi-ethnic infant crocodile was led under a railway arch,
beneath which a pair of gentlemen in hard hats subsequently made their way, as the children filed through yellow cased scaffolding supports further up Cornwall Road.
The bright red buses in their station, like Shakespeare’s players, have their exits and their entrances.
A uniformed conversation took place in The Cut,
where the Young Vic restaurant encouraged alfresco custom,
and Bill Stickers changed the posters advertising the new programme.
Norman and I both chose tender lamb casserole followed by perfect baklava for our meal, and shared a very good bottle of the Anatolian house red wine.
My return to the terminal railway station was taken along Waterloo Road where the foundations of the building alongside the old fire station appear to have been completed.
Tender lamb casserole sounds delicious.
Thanks, Alex
I never heard the word “crocodile” used to describe a line of children. (Google tells me it’s an informal British term.) 🙂 I love the pansy close-up.
Thanks, Merril
I feel so cosmopolitan having had a walk and a meal in London from my supine position on the couch. Low-cal, too!
Thanks, Susanne
I trust the buses’ exits and entrances were not pursued by a bear.
🙂 thanks, Bruce
Beautiful pansy, and I love the cute crocodile. 🙂
Thanks, Sylvia
I kinda missed the countryside, especially the donkeys.
Thanks, Mary. Watch this space
Loved the busses’ entrances and exits quote – very clever. And an “infant crocodile” is a new on on me. I guess because they all hold hands and are like one entity? Very nice.
That’s right, Jodie. Thanks
Nice slice of life, Derrick, complete with the crocodile, alfresco dining, and that rain-kissed pansy. ? ? ?
Thanks, Van
Lovely photos Derrick! I hope you enjoyed your lunch 🙂
Thanks, Jam. I did
We refer to the crocodile here too – being British to the core I suppose. It’s a good idea to keep potential little wanderers in check! Smiles for the buses being players! 🙂
Thanks, Pauline
Looks like a great day. 😉
Thanks, Quercus
Looks like fun derrick and another yummy dinner
Thanks, Lynn
I love your pictures, they take me along where you are going! Special
It looks like it was a beautiful day to hit the streets, Derrick. Thanks for taking us along. I wonder where the infant crocodile was headed? Love that!
I wondered, too, Jill. Had I followed them, the carers might have got the wrong idea
“Crocodile” used to signify a line of children walking, as they usually are made to do, in pairs, is a new usage to me, and so I’m glad to know about it. (I’ve always thought they looked like a caterpillar, with all those legs.)
Yes, Cynthia. Better description, perhaps. Thanks.
I like the crocodile designation. Looks like a nice day out and your lunch sounded fabulous.
Thanks, Lisa
Baklava is my favorite dessert. Period. That pansy is so beautiful.
Thanks, Luanne
That’s a good one, Derrick 🙂 Crocodile vs. a line of children. In Romania, for people who walk one behind the other we have “indian line” or “indian succession”. I don’t know which one is the good one.
I loved the crocodile of children all being careful to hold onto rope. I used to have one with my preschoolers for 9 years of teaching special education, ages 3 to 5.
The photos show all kinds of fun places, Derrick.
Your pansy puts my collection post of pansies later in April to shame! 🙂
Many thanks, Robin.
So enjoy your walk-abouts Derrick! Many thanks for sharing. 🙂
Thanks, Rob
Wow – she grew up! Thanks for that, Anna
And thank you for the inspiration to this post:
https://fargaregardsanna.wordpress.com/2016/04/02/crocodile/