Taking Photos Of Buildings One Ought To Take Photos Of When One Is In London: Pussy Cat, Pussy Cat, Where Have You Been?

We've been to London to visit The Queen. 

After commuting into central London so successfully you'd think we lived there or something (I'm looking at you Oyster Card, bip bip), we went to all the places in London you are supposed to go to in London when you are in London and took photographs of them. That being said, we don't know what this first building is. 

A parliamenty building, perhaps?

Brybry, unlike real paparazzi, put her optical zoom to 

good use and took a photo of a possible dodgy 

political deal going down, instead of just trying to 

photograph the boobs of the Duchess of Cambridge.

We had a good wander around the outside of Westminster, but decided not to sneak in after seeing the police with their massive FO rifles guarding the entrances. Travel is making us wise. 

Look! Westminster! We also opted not to photograph the police and their FO rifles. 

It was a very windy day in London. Felt like home. 

Standing next to Emmeline Pankhurst, a badass militant suffrage activist.

Yeah, feminism! 

The London Eye, artily framing some statue. Ally opted not to go on the
Eye, for obvious reasons.

In the grounds of Westminster, looking out over the Thames which is about as clean as the Leith (As we are such worldly travelers, we feel the need to clarify we mean Dunedin's Leith,  not Edinburgh's. That'll come later and it is cleaner. We're assuming. We haven't actually seen it yet. We'll keep you posted.)

Alex looking unintentionally sultry, like a fashion model or something.

Bryony tries to compete with Alex's sultriness, and wins. 

Westminster from one of the plethora of bridges over the Thames, whose name we have forgotten.

Next we were off, somewhat reluctantly, to Buckingham Palace - another place one ought to take a photo of. Some excitement was experienced, however, when a lesser garden-variety royal was driven past us in a black taxi, preceded by a veritable cavalcade of whistling, motorcycling policemen (blowing whistles, that is; not whistling with their mouths, in some kind of peculiar chorus designed to entertain aforementioned minor royal). 

Though we are but humble students from the Antipodes, we would like to suggest that a policeman's whistling energies might be better spent in some kind of orchestral arrangement, like the hypothetical in the above paragraph. 

Look! Buckingham Palace! No mice were found under any chairs.

Apparently we gave these statues to The Queen.

They are supposed to represent (swarthy?) New Zealand settlers domesticating the native NZ lion.

 During our approach to the palace, Brybry was left behind, due to her penchant for excessively safe road crossing practices. As Bry traversed five sides of an octagon in the name of road safety, Ally, having crossed the single necessary road, sat at the fountain and read the book she had purchased earlier that morning from one of the many amazing second hand book shops on Charing Cross Road. Whilst Ally got through a good few chapters, Bryony passed the time spent waiting for lights to change by documenting from afar.

Ally settles down by the fountain to wait.

Chapter One of new book.

Chapter Two of new book.

Chapter Three of new book.

Final chapter of new book. Just kidding, it was only Chapter Four.

More of the day was spent wandering around and exploring London, taking photos of squirrels and buildings, and at the National Gallery.

Brybry and her new equine friend.

Brybry and her new avian friend. This is the park where we met some of
the squirrels of the Squirrel Post. 

The back of the Horse Guards place.

 That evening, we met John and Rosemary for snacks and then headed off to the West End to see MATILDA THE MUSICAL. And it was fantastic. Tim Minchin's lyrical genius was showcased in its full glory, and the set was INCREDIBLE. It was so great. We shall stop explanation here to avoid gushing.

Casual awesomeness onstage.

 This all occurred on the 20th of November. It's on the date stamp of the pictures, in case you were wondering.