A busy and festive weekend.

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Saturday was spent tidying up, and cooking. In the evening, the g-d and boyfriend came round for festive sausages (pork and chestnut) and the first of what will probably be many, many Christmas puddings. Later, they put up my tree and decorations, while I sat back with a glass of buck's fizz and supervised. They stayed over, so we had a pleasantly domestic Sunday morning eating scrambled eggs before I headed off to the Geffrye Museum for lunch with idahoswede and pondhopper. The restaurant there is lovely, and very busy. The meal was identical to the one I had there last year, including the mysteriously edible brussels sprouts (finely shredded and cooked in some sort of cream sauce), but it was a lovely afternoon. I cleverly avoided taking any pictures, however, by the cunning trick of taking the camera but leaving the batteries in the charger.

Today I continued my cunning plans by turning up at the Wellcome Collection with Lauren to see their Sleep and Dreaming exhibition, without previously finding out that their exhibition space is shut on Mondays. We had lunch there anyway (really superlative bacon rolls), and browsed in the excellent bookshop, then battled a freezing wind up the Euston Road to the British Library, where we saw a very pretty collection of illustrations done for the Folio Society, failed to get into the Conservation Centre, drank more tea and browsed in another bookshop.

On Thursday, we plan to do the same thing at the V&A.