saturday in london - romans and babies and mobsters, oh my!
I sat here, talking to the parentals, rugle and caity for a good ten minutes, thinking I had the kettle boiling but it wasn't even plugged in.
Foiled! by my eco-friendly hosts.
I shall work through my Saturday in reverse:
Last night Leo, Sammers and I walked up to Blackheath (which was divinely terror-making in the dark and actually where Boudica hungout with her crew of hardcoreness) and across to the Princess of Wales pub - which raised the unanswerable question, who's the current Princess of Wales which seemed interesting-at-the-time. Really, I dare you to google it.
Before this Leo made a phenomenal dish called an AUBERGINE CHARLOTTE (for some reason auto-check tries to replace Aubergine with Aborigine) which sounds rather like how gangsters might exact revenge on other in the 1920s but which was delicious (and nutritious).
I arrived home to her making this extraordinary dish of gangster despair (but also vegetable fabulousness) after spending the afternoon with my absolutely brilliant cousins and their BABY who is too heavenly. Such a duck!
(obviously back in Newport photos will be added to illustate all this)
a plethora of photos to follow!
not quite what you think
my hosts get cosy in a telephone box
Leo made yum yum yum food for us all
view across the heath at night
a poor unfortunate - just an ordinary dog
walking to church
st michael's
the beautiful bub and his happy mum!
such a happy boy!
the little duck and his dad
Foiled! by my eco-friendly hosts.
I shall work through my Saturday in reverse:
Last night Leo, Sammers and I walked up to Blackheath (which was divinely terror-making in the dark and actually where Boudica hungout with her crew of hardcoreness) and across to the Princess of Wales pub - which raised the unanswerable question, who's the current Princess of Wales which seemed interesting-at-the-time. Really, I dare you to google it.
Before this Leo made a phenomenal dish called an AUBERGINE CHARLOTTE (for some reason auto-check tries to replace Aubergine with Aborigine) which sounds rather like how gangsters might exact revenge on other in the 1920s but which was delicious (and nutritious).
I arrived home to her making this extraordinary dish of gangster despair (but also vegetable fabulousness) after spending the afternoon with my absolutely brilliant cousins and their BABY who is too heavenly. Such a duck!
(obviously back in Newport photos will be added to illustate all this)
a plethora of photos to follow!
not quite what you think
my hosts get cosy in a telephone box
Leo made yum yum yum food for us all
view across the heath at night
a poor unfortunate - just an ordinary dog
walking to church
st michael's
the beautiful bub and his happy mum!
such a happy boy!
the little duck and his dad