British Holiday Chapter 9: Camden to Regents Park

Yeah, this is thefountainin the background

We decided that the best thing was to be on the outside of the flat as much as possible. So we took off early and headed to one of our favorite places in London (so far), the graveyard at the Saint Pancras Old Church. Home to the famous Hardy Tree.

The Hardy Tree again

Those are all the people that were buried where the railway is now (behind that brick wall in the background). I somehow doubt that all the bodies are under the tree. Maybe they're still under the rail lines. I always end up thinking about what it must have been like when Thomas Hardy was supervising the excavation.

"Where should we put these Gravestones?" the workers ask. "Oh, just stack them around that tree for now. We'll find a morepermanentarrangement later." replies Hardy.

Later, the forman approaches Hardy, hat in hand "Um, Guv, what about those Gravestones around that tree?" Hardy looks him in the eye and says "I'm a novelist now. Lalalalala." Then he dances away.

Could it have happened like that, I start to wonder.But then I get distracted by the tomb that looks like a red phone booth. Except red phone booths look like it. But you know all this already.

The phone booth tomb again

Our actual target this morning was Camden Town. We passed a place that reminded us of home.

Tennesseeland

It's the type of place that's been getting raided recently. I'm rather glad we didn't stop in.

I'm also glad that this was as far as we got into Camden. It's not my sort of place.

Camden town

Instead, we busted left and took a stroll past the lock.

Camden Lock

And down the canal.

Canal

Under a bridge.

Bridge

Past a swan.

Swan

And some boats.

Boats

An old church.

Some old Church

And in to Regents Park. Where I sat and took pictures of BT Tower again. Because that's what I do.

BT Tower

Regents park is really rather nice. Especially down the south end where all the manicured gardens are.

Some old Water Fountain

There are a few little shops. I stopped and had a sausage.

Regents Park sausage

And then we took a stroll through the manicured bits. Hey, guess what picture I took?

BT Fountain

I could have posted a lot more photos, because it was a really nice day. But they would get boring after a while.

Bright flowers

I will just say, parks in London are the best. They're well maintained and pretty and all that, but that's not why. It's the people. The parks can be completely stuffed full of people and yet it never feels like they're all up ons.Londoners certainly know how to handle density. I dig it.

Right, not many words in this post. But the pictures tell a story, wot? Next time, we take a boat tour on the Thames.