A refreshing weekend trip to That There London in the company of A, taking in a jolly civilized day pottering about the National & Portrait Galleries (where we were most taken, on this particular occasion, by the quiet monumentality of William Logsdail's portrait sketch of JW Waterhouse), & also the Saturday spent dérive-ing through Soho & environs on the way, at leisure, from Covent Garden to Liberty, which afforded the opportunity to pop into a Chinese supermarket & encounter & subsequently invest in a tray of those insulated ‘Ya’ pears, the like of which featured in the early days of this blog & have remained in mind as approaching some form of aesthetic ideal, to be explored, since.
Here they are, as photographed soon after the return home, all eight & then a closer-up trio in their protective jackets, followed by a divested selection in their creamy-golden-skinned loveliness...
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