Eros is looking lovely again after a long term facelift. It was a shame I couldn't frighten the pigeons away!
After a quick trip into Lillywhites to buy school things (well it was supposed to be quick, but Jamie had this month's pocket money burning a hole in the aforementioned pocket) we went for a look at the Impressionists by the Sea, an exhibitition at the Royal Academy. As ever their courtyard almost was the best bit (except I am a sucker for seaside paintings... remember all those boats on the Isle of Wight??) Today, it was dianasoars! Who would have expected them to be roaming Central London without Steven Spielberg making a movie about it?? As long as they don't break the law.. God forbid they try taking any illegal photographs of ooooooooh let's say the Houses of Parliament!
and that's a typical day in London. . . . . It's what I love about my city. You go out to see some paintings that are over 150 years old, meet some dinasoars and fall into an Indian Summer, fight the tourists (and pigeons) to get an Okayish photo of a tourist spot, spend far too much money and then go home!
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