Entering Windsor Castle. The distinctive round tower is where the Queen's personal standard flies from when she's in residence.The Lower Ward
The magnificent St. George's Chapel within the castle grounds, in the Lower Ward.
Don't they look just like toy soldiers. The kind that always appear in Enid Blyton stories, where they have this little knob at the side you can turn and they will walk around. Too bad they don't sell those furry hats because I really want one. They probably skinned a whole gorilla or something to get them that furry.The Middle Ward
The ramparts of the middle ward. Looking over the wall on the left, you can see the town of Windsor. Which looks like...
This.
The queue for Queen Mary's Dolls' House. I gave it a miss and went straight to the State Apartments.
The State Apartments are fantastically opulent. On a side note, photography is strictly not allowed in here, but I couldn't resist because these rooms were just ridiculous. All these pictures were quickly snapped in secret. I had to like watch the attendants till they had their backs turned. There's one in the last picture, he's the only guy on the right strolling towards the window. Exciting.
I was sitting on a bench outside Windsor Castle when this group of 4 men came over to do an acapella performance. They were pretty good but everybody was too busy taking pictures to actually tip them. Me included.
People having picnics in the Alexandra Gardens under the Royal Windsor Wheel. Spring is finally here, and it's really lovely.The River Thames
Something I saw around Windsor a lot which kind of intrigued me. It seems to be the new trend in parenting.
It's called... the "kid on a leash." In case you're wondering the leash doesn't go around the kid's neck. It kind of goes around his body like a little harness. At first I was like that's not very right, but after I saw a kid nearly run and fall into the River Thames in his enthusiasm to touch a swan, I think maybe there's a good reason for the leash after all.