Not done yet with St. Dunstan-in-the-East if you had been following the last blogpost on this surreal piece of ruin located in the very heart of the City of London. We went ready to be enthralled by this establishment so much so that I had the time to get into another outfit altogether. While I could don a new outfit so easily, the church and its ruins held on to its archaic avatar through the turbulent episodes of fire and fights.
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While the November sun was in a hurry to take a dip, the tired rays of the sun kept leaking through the long standing Gothic arches of the St.Dunstan-in-the-East. As if the leaves that were trying so hard to hang in there clutching to the walls, they were busy soaking up the last rays for the day. The hide and seek of the shade and shadows put me on the right spotlight where the spots of the leopard print faux-fur coat I put on were even more visibly marked. Long shot or short, my red pair of ankle boots constantly kept emphasising the fact that they were indeed the protagonists of the evening shadows at St.Dunstan. Certainly there were no ducks to get in a row but the fallen leaves surely formed a file on the cobbled ground in adulation for the gorgeous red pair.
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We continued our walking discovery as we exited the tranquil realms of St-Dunstan-in-the-East. The famous Walkie-Talkie building appeared from its famous 20, Fenchurch Street address. Walking through the City of London during a Sunday evening turned out to be one of the best experiences because we could feel as if the big boys like the Walkie-Talkies were feeling rather bored in absence of the usual hustle and bustle of busy London week days in the neighbourhood. We decided to walk towards the west side of the River Thames and arrived at the bank following an unforeseen view of the Shard on the other side. Certainly the tall pride of London can be visible from many a location but the way we got a view of the Shard from the Old Billingsgate was jaw dropping.
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We didn’t realise that there was more in store for us along with the Shard as we could view the Tower Bridge in its entire glory on the other end of the spectrum. Infact, we realised that we never saw the Tower Bridge from this perspective even after having lived in the city for 9 years now. Every clear day ends with the most gorgeous sunset in London, as if a daily twilight show for the lucky Londoners. No exception that day as well when the sunny Picasso splashed all the warm colours for the day as it passed the baton to night over the London Eye capsules over a distance.
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 We walked back towards the Monument Station and came across the actual “Monument” to commemorate the Great Fire of London. A plan was struck to climb up the fiery monument top in one of the upcoming weekends. Next in our weekend hop was the famous and historic India Club House. On a warmer evening, we might have walked for 30 minutes from Monument to Strand to reach this Indian hotel cum restaurant, however the chill in the air compelled us to take the underground from Monument to Temple station.
Erstwhile Hotel Intercontinental Strand, the India Club House holds important pieces of history related to the Indian independence movement in the early 1940s. Shunned of any glamour of glitz of usual high street Indian restaurants in London, the typical club house feel in the venue was complemented with out of the world Indian dishes with a hard to find ‘home cooked food’ feel.
Hungry from our day long walking discovery of the City and the river bank, we tucked in to some Lamb biriyani, chapatti, chicken pakora, Egg curry, Mughlai chicken and certainly a bottle of Kingfisher beer to cheer!
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Church ruins in the day, sunset on the river with the Shard and the Tower Bridge, Monument on way back, homemade styled Indian food for dinner at India Club House and a precipitated post meal walk to Charing Cross station to head home – this is how the week ended for us. Lots of photos were taken in between, lots of memories were captured and surely a lot of food was consumed to compensate for the calories burnt earlier!
What Was I Wearing?
H&M Coat
Asos Trousers
Zara Bag
Miu Miu Sunglasses
 
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