Revolutionaries

First order of the day was a taxi to Highgate Cemetery. The cabbie was full of good cheer. "Going to see Karl Marx are we?" We chatted about the changes in London in the past 10 years, electric cabs, the recent dismal weather, the areas we were travelling through, and he then recommended walks to us after we had finished our Cemetery tour.

At the cemetery we paid our respects to Karl and then I realised, because the sun was shining brightly, that my prescription sunglasses were missing. Ouch!

The tour was very good. Our diminutive volunteer guide had a million yarns as he told us far more than anybody needs to know about Highgate Cemetery. This is the grave of the entrepreneur who created a travelling menagerie.

These vaults starred in Hammer horror films.

This grave with the dog belonged to a Victorian era bare-knuckle champion.

These catacombs were vandalised by the Highgate Vampire and his gang.

This is the grave on unconsecrated ground of Michael Faraday.

And I liked the angels.

We then trudged uphill to the very well-heeled Highgate High Street looking for lunch. The hotel rang to say that the cabbie had returned our sunglasses. What a good bloke! We ate soup and quiche and walked to Hampstead Heath. 

Hampstead Heath was beautiful and green and there were dogs everywhere. 

Changing buses at St Pancras on the way back we spotted this vehicle.

After a nap at the hotel we had another bus ride to the Victoria Palace Theatre to see Hamilton. Lyn felt the bag and coat pocket checks at the entrance had taken much of the romance out of London theatre going.

Inside, however, the glitz was still there.

The show was great, we drank prosecco at interval and, as usual, Lyn took as much pleasure in watching the audience as the performance. 

I pondered that a day that began with Marx had ended with Hamilton - two world changing revolutionaries in one day. 

We stopped at Shake Shack for a late night burger on the way back. Mid order the guy behind the counter decided to tell Lyn she was pretty.  Some things don't change at all.