city lights

What a wonderful weekend!

We have been to the Capital City of this fair land don’t you know.

On a train which was exciting because I don’t often go on trains although Himself does and he knows all about catching them and where to buy your ticket and which platform you have to stand on and stuff.

And when we got there we went on the underground and he’d bought me an Oyster card which I put in my glove and then it looked like magic when I just waved my hand at the little yellow tap-in-tap-out button and the gates opened.

We went to the Theatre to see Blood Brothers which is a very depressing story but had some very funny bits and a terrible ending which made me howl which was a bit embarrassing. The lead was Lyn Paul. She used to be a New Seeker and Himself pretended he’d never heard of them on account of only being born in the 70s so I had to hit him.

We had a nice hotel in Bayswater but the room smelt of smoke and the electricity hummed and cars drove by all night and it was bloody cold still it had nice soap.

The next day we went to Himself’s brother’s for lunch which was very nice and posh. They’re barristers and they’re posh sorts of people barristers; and they live in London all the time and they don’t eat crisps out of the bag they put them in hand-cut-lead-crystals-bowls. Bit like me really, indeed if I had a hand-cut-lead-crystal-dish I would certainly put my crisps in it.

And then we went to Vinopolis for a wine tasting which was a wedding present. We tried wine from India, Thailand, Georgia, and China. I liked the gin cocktail at the end best – Bombay Gin (my current favourite), Cointreau, Cranberry Juice, slice of lime, large glass – yummy.

Then we walked along the South Bank to Meza

Where we had 10 different types of tapas because we’re not good at making decisions and then we couldn’t move. We eventually caught a bus (you can use your magic glove on the buses too) back to the smelly hotel and collapsed in large painfully gluttonous heaps only to find out we’d lost the rugby to Wales of all people – how did that happen? At least we didn’t lose the football.

On Sunday morning we went to Covent Garden and to the Lyceum and bought 6 tickets to see the Lion King on Easter Sunday.

So then we were broke so we came home.

Freddie was in the vicarage garden when we got chez nous so we had a little fencing activity and then we went to bed and today it was back to work as if nothing exciting had happened at all.

How was your weekend?

Oh yes we did this because it was my birthday and Himself also bought me a Hot Air Balloon flight to do in March. I think it’s because he failed to lose me in London so he’s trying a different tack.