A Pint of Flowers, Please

Badminton in the garden in Sudbury Hill, a drink with my oldest friend Simon in Covent Garden and catching up with Sister Margaret from Rome. 
London still amazing. I walked past this pub on Kensington Church Street. It's The Churchill Arms, although you're hard-pressed to find the name nowadays. I've drunk in there once or twice years ago and ate a decent chicken curry in its Thai restaurant at the back, the first in London. The pub is now completely covered with flowers, so much so that watering them must be quite a task.