Pigeon-chasing in England

As most of you who read this blog know, Bethany was our first and only child born in England (and in case you are wondering, no, she does not get dual citizenship because we were here on a student visa). So, Joel and I decided that it would be fun to take her back to the Motherland to get a glimpse of her heritage, show her around London, go to Cambridge where we lived, etc. As with most things involving children, the things you think will be fun for them are rather mediocre and they find the utmost delight in other things that would never have occurred to you to be interesting. That's what we get for being adults, I guess. With that said, I present to you a rather unconventional tour of London, through the eyes of a pigeon- chaser.















Chasing the royal pigeons outside Buckingham Palace
















Having a go at the art-loving ones in Trafalgar Square just outside the National Gallery (I think they're a bit crotchety, these pigeons, because people aren't allowed to feed them anymore thanks to the Lord Mayor of London.)
















Here she is in Piccadilly Circus with a whole pigeon-chasing crew consisting of Benjy Mathole and some little boy who was very committed to the sport. (Benjy said, "But the little boy said we HAD to chase the pigeons!")
















The pigeons in Leicester Square, though hipper and better suited to the dizzying nightlife which descends each evening, were no match for our Union Jack-wielding terrifier of pigeons.















The flag really did seem to make her more efficient at her task.















Still at it in Windsor Station, on our way to visit the Queen's "weekend house".















She didn't DARE chase the ravens at the Tower of London but the pigeons were again fair game.















And finally, our last stop, St Paul's Cathedral, wouldn't have been complete without a final dash at the pigeons congregating on the steps of that majestic building.

I hope you've enjoyed our little tour-de-pigeon. I'll try to post more pictures at a later date of our adventures in this lovely country. But with one last nod to true English beauty, I give you:















Little English Girl in the Daffodils