Can’t wait, next week we’ll be heading to the UK. And hold me back, pop me a calmette or two, but London here we come. I could live there, happily. I can’t get enough of it. The hustle and bustle, the tube – OK maybe not peak times when you’d best be thin enough to fit into a couple of millimetres of space – and of course the culture.
This visit the Victoria and Albert Museum are earmarked as a must-see. They’ve got some great exhibitions on right now, and I’m particularly looking forward to viewing the Wedding Dresses, and the Alexander McQueen ones. Anybody been to see either of these? And would you recommend booking?
Hubby is obviously not going to be interested, at all, so a promise of a good lunch will keep him by my side.
We’re also going to see a show. My dear friend Diane recently saw Billy Elliot and recommends it highly. Flaming heck, have you seen the list of what’s on right now? Oh my word, I think we need to stay a month. I’m thinking tent outside a ticket office, primus and cooler box no further than an arm stretch away.
How on earth do you choose? I’ve done Wicked, Jersey Boys, Phantom and Mamma Mia. Mathilda holds appeal, as does Made in Dagenham. Did you watch the movie of Dagenham? Brilliant.
Les Mis – OK, I think I’m in the minority here. But that one holds no appeal, not even the promise of front row seats and a slap up meal at the Savoy would get me there. Nor I hasten to add, would Russell Crowe performing, which is quite something when I will watch practically everything he is in. But not Noah, I’m not sure the beard does him justice. No I fear if I went along, even with some great voices belting around my ears, I’d be snoring, or pulling out a flask of tea and a packet of chocolate digestives.
I’m open to suggestions, but not War Horse. Snot and tears would be rife. Anything animal related is off my list. I won’t even watch Finding Nemo – actually, maybe I shouldn’t have told you that.
I was searching for a UK related photo to post and came across these gems. A few years back part of our UK trip was to head to Scotland for the Edinburgh Tattoo. I think the photos speak for themselves with regards to the weather.
My very wet Dad
My very wet Hubby – and rather lonesome looking, although the blue is quite fetching
And a very wet me