By the time we were ready to go out again, this morning’s sunshine had been replaced by clouds and a drizzle of rain. Bravely, we set out nonetheless.

An old friend

Though I had my Bluetooth button protected from the rain by keeping my hand in my coat pocket, it took me a moment or two to awake my photographic mood and by the time I did so, we were already at Myddelton Square. So I took a photo of the Curvaceous Tree, just to be going on with. The fresh green of the new leaves seems to make it glow.

Church screened by trees

As the trees of the square’s gardens become clothed in green, the church seems to fade from view. I an not anxious for winter to come to reveal it again though this must inevitably happen.

The cat in the basement
Photo by Tigger

In a basement bedroom, Tigger spotted this cat. This one is new to us, a bonus cat, you might say. He gave us a thoughtful stare but was otherwise unconcerned at our interest in him.

Cloudy skies over the square

Despite the rain, we walked round the square and headed to Amwell Street although we knew that we had missed Myddelton’s as they close early on Sundays.

Myddelton’s closed

Though it would have been nice to go in for a coffee, I don’t begrudge them their early closure on Sundays. They work hard, opening from 7am to 5pm on the other six days of the week.

The George and Monkey

The George and Monkey was open, of course, with a few customers huddled under the pull-down canopies. Next week will probably present an entirely different scenario, rain or no rain.

Rain puddle in Penton Street

As Myddelton’s was closed, we bravely decided to go to Mercer’s despite the rain. In Penton Street we came across this impressive puddle of rainwater. You can see the rain splashing on the surface.

Godson Street

We walked along this curious little street that runs from White Lion Street to the top end of Chapel Market. Called Godson Street, it was created in the 1880s when the existing buildings were demolished.

Where the Farmers’ Market was this morning

Here we are in Chapel Market where the Farmers’ Market was this morning. It had completely vanished – almost magically, it seems, not a trace left.

The pub tent

The pub’s tent was still in place with a bunch of determined customers sheltering beneath it, one of whom has had to unfurl his own umbrella for extra protection.

The Delhi Grill

By now, the Indian restaurant called the Delhi Grill had also erected a tent so that diners could dine al fresco but without getting wet. Well, not very wet, anyway.

No tent, just a big umbrella

The Millennium cafe has chosen a big umbrella rather than a tent, though I don’t know how effective it is.

A few more steps brought us to Mercer’s, where we bought our coffee. Then, with a last look at Chapel Market, now almost empty of stalls (I think the blue tent belongs to the Turkish restaurant), we made quickly for home. Tomorrow is another day and we shall see what it brings.

A last look at Chapel Market