Home, Sweet Anemone

We took a meandering path over to Highbury & Islington tube station, and as usually happens when we take different routes to places we go to often, we came across something new,

the Highbury Clock, which commemorates the sixtieth anniversary of Queen Victoria's reign. Nearby, three bottles of milk awaited their new owners
and I positively loved this chest of drawers, which elicited another "Oh, oh . . ." from Bob before I even started walking toward it. Think of all the clutter that could be filed away! Practical and attractive! (Although where would you put your "zed" things?) We took the tube down to Green Park and looked in a few galleries before it was time for lunch. Since we wanted to return to a place that keeps rather inconvenient hours (M-F 8:00-3:00) for visiting when it isn't spring break, we decided to head south to El Vergel for a yummy lunch.
Close to Borough, but down a very ordinary sidestreet, every person we saw walking on Lant Street was either coming from or going to El Vergel. The place was packed, and although we had to wait for seats at one of the counters, our lunch was definitely worth it! (We may even head back before spring break is over to try one of their breakfasts.) Since the tube was very very crowded (definitely a downside to spring break), we took the overland train north to West Hampstead and wandered down West End Lane, browsing in its seemingly endless selection of charity shops, and finally ending up at the Camden Arts Centre so that Bob could have a look at the place I raved about last week. The weather was a bit warmer than yesterday, so we sat in the garden
and lingered for at least an hour over beverages and the centre's usual excellent selection of magazines.

We remembered that we had a few groceries to buy, so we stopped at Sainsbury's, located in a nearby shopping centre which has several aquariums throughout. After buying our groceries, we stopped for a while to watch this clownfish wiggle in and out of this anemone. In fact, we noticed that other clownfish were doing the same thing in their own anemones, transforming the aquarium into an aquatic dance installation! I later learned that clownfish not only have symbiotic relationships with the usually deadly anemones, they also tend to consider their particular anemone as theirs alone, and don't generally swim too far from "home" if they can help it.