I love coming to London. It’s such an adventure when you live anywhere else. I always feel weirdly grown up as I wend my way through the city’s underbelly and come out mostly where I planned to. It takes me back to the start of secondary school when just getting from one classroom to another fills you with something akin to dread but with that frisson of excitement too – the thrill of the hunt, the fear of the unknown, the terror of being run over by a large black cab or a shouty man wearing very big shoes.
Everything seems larger, louder, busier. No one sees you. You feel strangely other, a spectator to this urban mass that isn’t unfriendly, more indifferent.
Today I have wandered, pondered and erm, bonded. (Does so rhyme)
I’ve been photographed by a strange man on a train who took a picture of me reading my book – odd – then went on to accuse his companion of being a ladyboy as her hands were all wrong, AND asked me to hold up my hands to show her what ladies hands should be like??!!
I’ve had a coffee on the steps of St Paul’s, hummed “let’s all go down the Strand (have a banana)” as I went down the Strand, and have also experienced a guilt- free snog, infact, the best guilt-free snog I have ever had.
To top it all I’ve had a bite with a bevvy of blumming beautiful bloggers in Brown’s (names to follow as I’m a little buggered) and this is just the beginning!
Sighhhhhh.
As I sit, the bells of St Paul’s are tolling out the old day and welcoming the new and all I can think is roll on CyberMummy 2011. I’m off to sleep in my gi-normous and beautifully made up bed, with no pointy Miss M to climb in in the night and poke me with her bones, no Miss E to snore just once, just loud enough to wake me, just as I’ve dropped off, and no gerbils playing loudly with their nuts.
Bliss.
Night night, sleep tight, and see lots of you tomorrow. :D
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June 24th, 2011 at 4:08 pm
I’d love to have the experience one day of visiting London. I’m sure I would need a week to see enough of it and experience it properly. It sounds like you are having a fine time. Enjoy yourself. That snog looks good.
June 24th, 2011 at 11:38 pm
Nora the Snog was gorgeous. Frozen yogurt and strawberries. Mmmm. I keep telling myself I should come here and just spend some time wandering. There are so many museums, art galleries and gorgeous buildings. I will do it one day.
June 25th, 2011 at 8:15 am
I can now see why you passed on the entrée at Browns!
So lovely to meet you, a really fun night with all the gals.
LCM x
June 28th, 2011 at 4:09 pm
It was a really fab night wasn’t it? So lovely to meet you all.
June 25th, 2011 at 6:03 pm
Sigh – I would love a night with no gerbils playing loudly with their nuts and no snoring! Very jealous of all of you going to CyberMummy! Looking forward to hearing more about it!
June 28th, 2011 at 4:10 pm
It was fab Almost American. Mad, overwhelming, funny, moving and cool. Maybe you’ll make it next time
June 26th, 2011 at 3:37 am
That encounter with the man on the train sounds extraordinary. But yes, that’s what London is like. And I thoroughly enjoyed your other strange encounter of the day, at Browns.
Great to meet you, finally, Lovely. Somehow we didn’t get enough chat time.
June 28th, 2011 at 4:14 pm
So good to meet you too lovely Iota, and we definitely didn’t get enough time to chat. The encounter on the train may be something to do with an American book on how to chat up girls according to one of my friends. Apparently you’re meant to sort of insult them with the thing about their hands so they will try harder to get you to like them. Weird, and very funny.
July 1st, 2011 at 4:53 am
It sounds like you had quite the adventure! If I ever get my act together enough I’d love to see London. Excuse my Canadian ignorance but is snog frozen yogurt? I thought snogging was kissing….LOL wasn’t sure why you’d have a guilt free one haha.