thanks mum for coming and staying and showing us good times! friday was spent doing a wee bit of walking around old london (who would've thought that there was still a roman wall?). london museum. st katharines dock. southbank and the good ol ferris wheel.
and for saturday. this time it was a punt on the cam by the bridge. mum displayed her none too shabby kayaking style. very important. we all had a punt and a punting good time was had.
highlight was queing for evensong @ kings college after getting barred entry into pretty much every other college. must have heard about mum's rep from wai col huh?
ladies at the beginning of the day. now you know where we live when you come to visit. kfc was just out of shot. sorry. bad frame.
and this is to show you the corner where we banished mum. and these are the brochures she had stashed after we confiscated 1/2 a suitcase worth (was very embarassed when we had to return them to the transport for london fella. he was nice about it tho.)
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Sick day
Today I got up, got dressed and ate my breakfast as usual, before deciding that I was too sick to go to work. So, instead of spreading my germ with the millions on the tube, I stayed home and treated myself to a sick day.
I love sick days; they're the greatest. It's so nice having time on your own just pottering about. Today, I found myself starting to think about random things again (like what is the meaning of life in london) and being enthralled by the sun shining in the skylight through the rain as the worlds shortest, and most intense, thunderstorm hit. I watched 'Notes on a scandal' (fantastic) in bed on the laptop and planned our trip to Turkey in September (always takes longer than you think, trawling through the empty promises laid before you so enticingly on ever so many to choose from websites - remember the good old days when you went into a travel agents and they sorted your holiday out for you while you sat there and looked at the enormous map of the world on the wall behind the counter, dreaming about far off places...ahhh. yes)
Today I felt the world go round at just the right speed. I even had time to put a slow cooking beef stew with sage dumplings on to cook. mm mmm goodness. Jon is heading home now, tubewilling he will be here by 9 for kai before bed and the end of my lovely sick day.
I love sick days; they're the greatest. It's so nice having time on your own just pottering about. Today, I found myself starting to think about random things again (like what is the meaning of life in london) and being enthralled by the sun shining in the skylight through the rain as the worlds shortest, and most intense, thunderstorm hit. I watched 'Notes on a scandal' (fantastic) in bed on the laptop and planned our trip to Turkey in September (always takes longer than you think, trawling through the empty promises laid before you so enticingly on ever so many to choose from websites - remember the good old days when you went into a travel agents and they sorted your holiday out for you while you sat there and looked at the enormous map of the world on the wall behind the counter, dreaming about far off places...ahhh. yes)
Today I felt the world go round at just the right speed. I even had time to put a slow cooking beef stew with sage dumplings on to cook. mm mmm goodness. Jon is heading home now, tubewilling he will be here by 9 for kai before bed and the end of my lovely sick day.
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