I enjoyed the article on St. Martin-in-the-Fields, ("A Spot of Tea and British History," April 18) but wondered why the writer didn't point out that it is right across Trafalgar Square from the National Gallery.
We enjoyed a rainy day in London by visiting the National Gallery in the morning, crossing the square for the midday concert and lunch at St. Martin's, and then spending the afternoon at the National Portrait Gallery, which adjoins the National Gallery. Altogether a perfect day.
Rancho Palos Verdes
I too was enamored with St. Martin-in-the-Fields. We visited in 1996 and listened to a rehearsal of an upcoming choir performance one afternoon, a welcome and pleasant respite from our day of sightseeing. I left my friends after a while and wandered down into the underground cavernous space because I had read of an opportunity to make a crayon rubbing from old carved tiles and stones down in the crypts. I chose a tile of a medieval knight that reminded me of my husband and created a work of art as a wonderful souvenir. The clerks were very pleasant and offered to clean up small mistakes and deftly rolled it up and slipped it in a tube for easy, safe packing.