Summer seems a long time ago now as I sit here with winter darkness descending outside so I thought I'd cheer myself up and you too I hope, my loyal reader, with a couple of pics taken on my Ascot adventure.

I spent three wonderful days in London  getting out and about dressed in my summer plummage wowing the natives and vistors alike. I mention just a few events; free tour of the spectacular restored St. Pancreas Hotel; a visit to Dennis Severs house, a Flemish weaver's house of the 17th century as it was , more or less, toured in silence taking in the feel and delicate sounds of the family long gone, recommeded!

Then Tuesday morning; gorgeous breakfast in a new place opposite King's Cross and then by tube and train to Ascot. Very quiet but relaxing and lovely day with new friends (see foties).

The other fotie (below) shows me on my way home in the magnificent new King's Cross Station. At last we have something worthy to replace the Victorian spendour. Taken by two gobsmacked chinese visitors. I could hardly stand so tired and emotional was I.

What a blast. The first time I attended Ascot on my own. I had with me just a plastic wine glass, 'twas never empty, Great, see you there next year!