I’m house/dog sitting for friends from HK. They are posted here in London but have gone home for their annual leave for a month. The house is in Mortlake, near the Mortlake Brewery, (once Watney’s, now Budweiser,) where my Grandfather worked before the war, commuting daily from Millwall on his twin-pot BSA.
The riverside here is OK, not outstanding, but pleasant for a stroll and walking the dog – at least as far as the Ship inn, a so-so pub but a nice place to sit on a summer Sunday afternoon.
I thought this made an interesting composition…
And I have been adopted as a surrogate Granddad – this is Julian, my friends’ boy. He is two and a bit, so our vocabularies in Cantonese are about the same (Though I can usually mangle my Mandarin to get by in most situations.)