Today, or rather this morning, is our last hurrah. If we haven't done what we want to do by lunch time...well...we haven't done it, for we leave for the Heathrow early afternoon.
Until last week we have absolutely had the time of our lives. Paris left a bit of a nasty taste to say the least.
Where as the holiday, before that, was some of the best times in our lives, Paris is definitely one, if not THE, worse week of my life...and that was just me, poor Paul was in a terrible position. But like always, he just 'gets on with it', without complaining or fuss. God bless him, he is an amazing man. Paris is not a good place to be ill, Parisienne hospitals, if that one was any example, are a disgrace...filthy...and that's just one thing. (shudder)
Anyway, enough of that, London has been a delight and has lifted our spirits no end. Such a great, majestic, vibrant and 'happening' city even in the rain and cold.
Yesterday we pretended we were rabbits again and headed for the underground...we'd got quite a handle on it. Well let us say the Badger did...I never know where I am or where I'm going, lets be honest here. So off to Selfridges for a spot of morning tea. The coffee was amazing and my little cake was to die for...it was a sculpture as well as delish'. yuuum.
On on for more shopping and naturally Harrods was on the agenda. Wow...we found our own Mornington Peninsula wines...in...HARRODS. 'Ten Minutes by Tractor' was one and is a favourite of ours. One of our very own lovely wineries. WOW. There is was, amongst the best wines the world has to offer...I must say I was pretty proud of that.
We had a beautiful lunch in Knights Bridge, then hiked up by train to Marble Arch and then the Tower Bridge, which I think is one of the prettiest bridges in the world.
After a good walk by the Thames, we found Shakespeare's Globe.
Upon returning to the hotel...the nightly cocktail party was just getting underway again...this hotel is brilliant. Not that we took full advantage hehehehe...alas getting very fatigued now 7 weeks on and....the rest of it...but the vibe was great.
So after another great day we came back up to our room for a steaming hot cup of tea, movie, an early night and a deep and peaceful sleep. All ready now to face the long flight home.
So...thanks for sharing this adventure with us and see most of you on the 'flip side'. X
Friday, 3 June 2016
Wrapping it up
Werewolf in London?...narh it's the Bat and Badger.
Well biding our time we may be, but enjoying it?...definitely.
I found the...shops...whoohooty...and more importantly...found what is probably my most favourite shoe shop in the whole world..and by accident....it's the cathedral of shoe shops....'Irregular Choice'. Oh my flipping goodness...I've only ever been able to by these babies online. Natasha was lucky enough to find a pair in a clothes boutique in Mornington once...but only once. Luckily the Badger had a newspaper...and they, being a the incredible place they are... had plenty of sofas for husbands, well he needed to rest anyway.
Popped up and down, in and out of the tube like a pair of rabbits and my goodness it is indeed a rabbit warren. Marvellous.
So shopping on Oxford Street and Carnaby Street, Trafalgar Square, Piccadilly Circus, The Mall, Buck House, Westminster.....and that's just what I can remember...then back to the hotel..where there was a party going on for guests...drinks and nibbles on the house...how nice was that?
Wednesday, 1 June 2016
Northern Line...
Today it's raining again...just for something completely different....and c-c-c-c-cold. Is tomorrow summer though?...in which case it's going to be hot and sunny no doubt.
So the bike ride and the walking (to some extent anyway) was not going to happen. The tube was a better option...so off we went but alas with the VERY inclement weather...not much was going on...not in this neck of the woods anyway.
We grabbed some hot soup in cafe but then came back to thaw out, dry out and regroup...and just relax.
By mid afternoon it stopped raining and we did get to walk...to the Tate. So the day ended on a really great note.
My goodness...so many iconic and powerful pieces...and you can take photos???? unbelievable.
Apart from a small suggested 'donation' ...it was free, also unbelievable.
The Turner's have such a timeless ethereal feel, the Hockney's were vibrant and engaging...but the Singer Sargent's were absolutely breathtaking.
Thankfully there was only a very small area dedicated to those artists 'trying to find themselves'...I give adoration for that.
I may be showing my age here and perhaps the events of last week may be making me a little less tolerant but dear oh dear...I have no issue with experimenting...If no one experimented or pushed the boundaries there would never be any evolution...but surely there is a difference between dynamic and exciting art that is executed skillfully and some adolescent nong just wanting some shock value?
'Going to pop down into the dining room soon for the happy hour and then off to the local Indian for a curry.
Then day 2 in London as well as us...shall be put to bed.
