Yesterday was one of those bitter-sweet days. I was asked by my God-daughter to attend her son’s funeral in South London. Leland passed last week aged 9 months after a long struggle to survive, having been born at 23 weeks. I’m still heartbroken for both her and her partner, I cannot imagine anything more awful than losing your baby after they had done everything to help him survive.
As it was a long trip, I decided that I’d spend a couple of hours before the service in London seeing the sights – not something I really get to do anymore. So I visited my old haunts around London Bridge where I used to work, tried to go to the pie and mash shop (it’s the one underneath Bridget Jones’s flat in Bridget Jones’s Diary) but it was shut! I had to make do with the amazing Chilli Pasta from one of the small takeaway restaurants near the station. I have to say it was as good as I remembered, even if the owner is still the grumpiest man alive!.
I had lunch next to the Thames and I took some photos for you all, I thought the little flower stall near Shad Thames was just gorgeous. I felt a bit bad for having such a nice time considering why I was there.
Top Left: Flower Stall Shad Thames, Top Right: The Tower of London,
Bottom Left: View from London Bridge, Bottom Right: Tower Bridge.
So I had a nice wander round and then headed to the funeral. I won’t go into details, suffice to say it was beautiful and fitting for such a much loved little boy who will be much missed by his family.