Lions, Lamp Posts and London Legends

Where Nelson keeps watch, lions have cat feet, and lamp posts moonlight as police stations

Hello again lovelies!

Coffee and croissant later, we’re out the gate and running again!

Or at least at a leisurely “holiday pace.” Today our route begins in Trafalgar Square, the city’s grand open-air living room.

Lions & Lamp Posts

Rising 52 metres into a clear cerulean sky, Nelson’s Column dominates Trafalgar Square, a proud tribute to Admiral Horatio Nelson — considered by many the greatest of Britain’s naval heroes. His most famous victory came at the Battle of Trafalgar in 1805, when the Royal Navy defeated a combined force of 33 French and Spanish ships, destroying about 20 without losing a single vessel. Nelson himself was killed in that battle, but here in London, he watches over the city forever.

Fun Facts about Trafalgar Square:

#1: If you walk down The Mall, you’ll spot lamp posts topped with tiny galleon-like ships — nicknamed Nelson’s Fleet. They’re said to represent the ships from Trafalgar, though no one can quite agree if each one matches a real vessel.

#2: The four enormous lions guarding Nelson’s Column were sculpted by Sir Edwin Landseer — but their paws are suspiciously…cat-like. That’s because the dead lion Landseer used as a model (from London Zoo) had started to decompose by the time he got to the paws, so instead he borrowed the shape from his pet cats.

#3: Cannons from the destroyed French fleet were used across London as road Bollards,  though few remain today, hows that for sticking the finger to them?

#4: There’s an unassuming lamp post hiding something unexpected — a one-person police station, built in 1928 so officers could discreetly watch over protests in Parliament Square. London loves a good secret, though it’s now a handy broom cupboard!

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We linger in the square, imagining it lit for its annual Christmas ceremony, when Oslo gifts London a towering spruce as a thank-you for Britain’s support during WWII — a tradition since 1947.

Palaces and Pelicans

The obligatory snap in front of Buckingham Palace, where G tries not to look like a kiddy snatcher, a turn around Queen Victoria’s sparkling Statue then through the magnificent golden gates we wander into St James’s Park, pausing for a peek at the pink pelicans preening at waters edge.

(Fun fact! – Pelicans have actually lived here since 1664, when the Russian Ambassador gifted the first pair to the monarch — today’s flock includes Isla, Tiffany, Gargi, Sun, Moon and Star, who behave like absolute feathered royalty.)

Birdcages and Horse Guards

Onto Birdcage Walk to Horse Guards Road, we detour to greet the Royal Horse Guards in all their gleaming finery.

Fun Facts – the Birdcage Walk

#1: Originally an enormous cage, Birdcage Walk gets its name from King James I’st royal aviary and menagerie, which once stood alongside St James’s Park. It wasn’t just filled with birds like hawks and falcons — the collection reportedly included camels, crocodiles, and even an elephant.

#2: For over 200 years it was a private royal road – until 1828, only the royal family and the Duke of St. Albans (the Hereditary Grand Falconer) were allowed to drive along Birdcage Walk. Everyone else had to go the long way around!

#3: Part of D-Day was planned at One Birdcage Walk — a building still standing on the street — it was also used for secret planning sessions ahead of the D-Day landings in World War II.

#4: The jet engine was presented here too – soon after the war, Sir Frank Whittle introduced his groundbreaking plans for the jet engine in the Lecture Theatre at One Birdcage Walk.

#5: You’ve probably seen it without realising – Birdcage Walk is part of the route of the London Marathon, and even includes a hidden alley called Cockpit Steps, which appears in the diaries of both Samuel Pepys and John Evelyn.

Fun Facts – the Horse Guards

#1. A royal execution is literally marked on the clock – there’s a little black mark on the clock overlooking Horse Guards Parade marking 2:00 pm, the exact moment King Charles I was executed in 1649. Rather a dramatic reminder don’t you think?

#2. You can personally meet the King’s Life Guard (and their horses!) – between 10 am and 4 pm daily, they mount up in full ceremonial gear — gleaming helmets, breastplates, immaculately brushed horses — and perform a timeless ritual right in the middle of modern London. The horses don’t mind their photo being taken and also don’t mind taking a nip if you get too close. It’s must have been 50 degrees inside the guards outfits today! 


Finally, an amble along Whitehall, sneaking a peek through the gates of No. 10 Downing Street before heading to a respectable ale house for a well-deserved G&T and a toss up between Sunday roast with Yorkshire pudding or a light summer salad. The yorky pudding won. A lazy day by London standards — but for us, a perfect blend of ceremony, gardens, and a gentle loop through history.

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Scarlet Coats & Sparkling Stories

Meeting the Chelsea Pensioners over a well-earned G&T

Hey there lovely readers,

After an heroic day of sightseeing (the A to Z of inner London in one sweep, thank you very much), what else was there to do but collapse into a pub chair with a well-earned G&T? Enter stage left: the Chelsea Pensioners — sweet chaps in their elaborate scarlet coats, and absolute fonts of curious, often hilarious London lore.

Now, if you’ve never heard of them, allow me to introduce these living legends.

Who Are They?

Chelsea Pensioners are veteran soldiers of the British Army, over the age of 65, who now live at the Royal Hospital Chelsea — a grand retirement home founded in 1692 by King Charles II (who apparently thought veterans deserved better than being left to fend for themselves on London’s streets). And good on him.

Why the Red Coats?

The scarlet uniforms aren’t just for show. These iconic “red coats” date back centuries and ensure the Pensioners stand out wherever they go. Honestly, if you miss spotting one, you’ve had one too many G&Ts.

Community, Camaraderie & Continued Service

Life at the Royal Hospital isn’t about slowing down — it’s about living with purpose. The Pensioners are involved in parades, ceremonies, school visits, even TV appearances. They’re history in motion, still serving their community while swapping stories that make you want to buy them a pint just to hear more.

A Few Fun Snippets

• There are around 300 Chelsea Pensioners today, and every one of them has a tale or two from their service days.
• They’ve been spotted at everything from Trooping the Colour to the Chelsea Flower Show, their scarlet glory giving even the roses a run for their money.
• You can actually visit the Royal Hospital Chelsea — tours reveal its baroque beauty, leafy grounds, and the Pensioners themselves, who are often the best guides of all.

Why We Loved Meeting Them

For my crew — steeped in military heritage — chatting with the Chelsea Pensioners was like striking gold. For me? It was the mix of wit, wisdom, and that twinkle in their eye that said, “we’ve seen it all, and we’re still up for a laugh.”

So next time you see a flash of scarlet wandering through London, pause and tip your hat. These aren’t just uniforms — they’re walking, talking chapters of Britain’s story.

The Chelsea Pensioners
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Cannons, Captains & Clever Engineering

Portsmouth’s three warships that rewrote history in wood, sail, and steel.

Hello lovely readers,

If ever there was a place to step back through Britain’s naval story, it’s Portsmouth Historic Dockyard. Three ships — the Mary Rose, HMS Victory, and HMS Warrior — sit here side by side, spanning three centuries of courage, chaos, and clever engineering. They’re not just museum pieces, but living, breathing storytellers of the sea.

The Mary Rose

Built in 1510 and lost in 1545 defending England from the French, Henry VIII’s beloved Mary Rose lay silent beneath the Solent for over 400 years before being rediscovered in 1971. In 1982, the world held its breath as she rose from the water — a ghost ship brought back to life. Today she rests in her own gallery, reunited with thousands of artefacts that tell the tale of Tudor sailors who lived, worked, and perished aboard. Step inside and it’s not just timber and wax; it’s a time capsule of Tudor England, a story saved by science and saltwater grit.

Among the most touching finds: Hatch, the ship’s dog — discovered near the carpenter’s cabin and named after the hatch door under which he was found. Just 18–24 months old, Hatch was kept aboard as a ratter, chasing vermin below decks. Standing in the museum, looking at his delicate little skeleton, I was struck by how human the story suddenly became. It wasn’t just cannonballs and kings — it was the small companions who padded the decks, sharing the same fate as the men they lived alongside.

The Mary Rose remnants
Relics from the Mary Rose

HMS Victory

Then there’s Nelson’s HMS Victory, Trafalgar’s most famous warship and a floating fortress bristling with 104 guns. Hard to picture now, but 820 men once crammed into her decks, eating, sleeping, and working in stale air and hammocks strung where they could. As you wander her timbers, you trace the battle itself — punishments for unruly sailors, the horrors of Georgian battlefield medicine, and the very spots where history shifted.

One detail chills the most: the glint of a gold button on Nelson’s coat, catching the sun and a French sniper’s eye, changing the course of a battle and a life. That button survives, as does the bullet on display at Windsor Castle — two tiny objects that changed the course of history. On the Quarter Deck you’ll find a plaque marking where he fell, and deep below, a solitary lamp marks the Orlop deck where he died three hours later. Standing there, it wasn’t the thunder of cannons that stayed with me — it was the quiet weight of one shining button.

The Victory
Necessities on board the Victory
Nelson’s deathbed
The Victory

HMS Warrior

Fast forward to 1860, and the Victorians brought swagger to the seas with HMS Warrior, the world’s first iron-hulled, armoured warship. Larger, faster, and tougher than anything afloat, Warrior was a marvel of engineering — part battleship, part floating power statement. She never fired a shot in anger, but she didn’t need to; her iron presence alone made rivals rethink their fleets.

Walking her decks today, you glimpse both the bravado of Victorian innovation and the human side of service life — hammocks strung shoulder-to-shoulder, officers’ cabins with little comforts of home, and cavernous engine rooms where stokers once worked in furnace heat, shovelling coal in endless shifts. Those unsung men, sweating in the bowels of the ship, were the real heartbeat of Britain’s iron giant.

The Warrier
Below deck The Warrier

Three Ships, Big Battles & Small Lives

What struck me most about Portsmouth’s three warships wasn’t just their size or their role in history — it was the little, human details that quietly tugged at the heart. On the Mary Rose, it was Hatch, the young ship’s dog, curled forever near the carpenter’s cabin, reminding us that even Tudor sailors needed a loyal companion. On Victory, it was the glint of Nelson’s gold button, catching the sun and a sniper’s eye, changing the course of a battle and a life. And on Warrior, it was the invisible heat of the stokehold, where coal dust and sweat powered Britain’s iron giant — the unsung heroes never carved in marble.

Side by side, these ships tell the story of Britain’s naval might, but more than that, they whisper of the people (and pups!) who lived, fought, worked, and sometimes died aboard them. History isn’t just cannons, captains, and clever engineering — it’s the lives, big and small, that made them unforgettable.

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