Walking on Hampstead Heath

Sunday. A lovely autumn day,a day for relaxing and indulgence or a stiff walk to favourite places.
Lou and I opted for the latter and after organizing a meal for the evening with Clare, hanging the curtains and dispatching the rubbish we set out by bus for Hampstead Heath and a walk up to Parliament Hill, the highest point in London. From this vantage point you can see many of the landmarks on the London horizon.
Lou has lots of anecdotes  to share of consents she has been involved with on some of these elegant homes.We walked passed the home of Liz Taylor and a Richard Burton plus the home of Katherine Mansfield.
We spent a pleasant hour walking along tracks through the heath,climbing Parliament Hill and walking past the bathing ponds.The skies were lovely too although I think they probably signal a change of weather rather than a conclusion to a lovely day,
We caught an overland train back to Crouch Hill station which saved us a walk back from the heath and climbed the hill home in good spirits to find Jonathon had fixed up the curtain rails and they were hanging perfectly.A job well done.
We watched Ireland play Italy in an unconvincing fashion before dining together with Clare over a lovely chicken dish created by Lou and a NZ trifle.
Another memorable day.