A London weekend.

Hey hey, I had myself a rather jam packed weekend, desided to make the most of what was a rainy one and go soak up this wicked city.

It was off to the London Dungeons on Sat where we crept through the dark, squealing, through a maze of rooms and passage ways learning about the London Fire, Jack the Ripper, The Great Plague and all other dark parts of London history. Surrounded by scary actors popping out left right and centre, we at one stage, were on a log flume in the pitch back - you can imagine how thrilled I was about it. They have cameras that flash and you can see your pics when you come out the other side..everyone on our log looked like they were having a marvey time - I however was pretty much buried behind my friend next to me. Ahh! Petrified! Go the adrenaline! Good times, heaps of fun and really interesting. Think Spookers in NZ, in caves and alleyways.

Then it was off for a wonder round Borough markets, ahh the food and the smells and the lollies and yummyness of it all. Truly a sensory overload. Piles of olives and oysters, brownies and fresh bread it was splendid, and felt very London. Recovering from an engagement party last night we headed to the V & A to see the Surreal Things Exhibition today.

To quote Dali "I try to create fantastic things, magical things, things like in a dream. The world needs more fantasy". Oh and it was fantastic and magic. The furniture especially bonkers and very very cool. I do feel rather blessed that I get to see some of the most famous art in the world. It never falters to take my breath away. I am so glad that 6 years of art history is finally paying off...I caught a reflection of myself standing and staring at the ruby and pearl lips broach of Dali's, my mouth was wide open. Looked like a right nerd. Ahhh.

Anyway I am off to sleep. Haven't done much of that lately. Speak soon my lovelies.

Love Love,

Me xxxxoooo