“You’ve got it, mate. It looks good on the films when they shoot footage of the processions.”
“Another park,” Matt observed, seeing the one on his right. “I’d forgotten how many green spaces there are in central London.”
“Yes, they’re our lungs. This one’s St James’s Park.”
The group then passed Clarence House, where the Queen Mother used to live.
“Prince Charles lives there now, doesn’t he?” Martin asked.
“Yes, gov,” Ken said.
They saw St James’s Palace on their left. They then went under Admiralty Arch into Trafalgar Square. The cab did an almost full circuit of the square, it being one-way traffic, and turned into Whitehall and drove down its entire length.
“On our right we have some mounted horse-guards,” Ken announced.
“Want to mount a guardsman, Uncle Matt?” Colin asked quietly.
Martin sniggered. “He might be more successful in trying to pull the horse.”
Colin laughed, and Matt blushed.