very english..

View of the church on Blackheath, with springtime fluffy clouds. We took K for bubble tea - you do need to be eight to appreciate, it's absolutely revolting -  and a nice cup of jasmine tea for us. Then we just stayed on the heath around the church; K told us why dandelions have their name; I told her where daisies get their name from; we inspected clover for the tiny bits of honey at the bottom. When I was a kid we used to taste the clover for honey but I thought Blackheath clover might be a tad grubby so refrained from even mentioning it.