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At night, the carousel at Covent Garden lights up. It can be quite mesmerizing to watch it turn, but you've got to feel sorry for the children on it - they're holding onto the bars for their dear lives because the thing spins at a shocking pace. I'd puke if I went on it!
Lawl, you know what I'm going to post: more photos.
PANDAS ROCK? PANDAS ROCK! OKAY!
Lalala, London by car. Whose car? Not mine.
The laundry room has one of the those Gold Disc things for Missy Elliot. That's odd - of all places, why would a student hall house such a thing, let alone inside the laundry room?
The tube is rarely empty, but this was an exception. We were going to IKEA, which is in the middle of nowhere.
Mushroom and cheese tortellini with pieces of pancetta....
...washed down with pear cider. OH, THEM SWEDES, ALWAYS INVENTING GOOD SHIT.
Moon-spotting in Covent Garden.
ENGRISH BREAKFAST.
Spying on the gingerbread men inside the oven.
My gingerbread turd!
This beast of a sandwich is known as our 'party leaf'. There are many things you can do with Thai Sweet Chili chips/crisps (I can't choose between the two), prawn marie rose spread, a whole pack of cheese and a tub of Flora.
A bit more recent now - Oxford Street with all the Christmas lights.
PINK-WHITES! Pink and white marshmallow layers sandwiched between two pieces of wafer and sprinkled with sugar.
Carsten Höller at the Tate Modern. Yes, that's a slide for humans to slide down.
Budget Christmas dinner, hooray!
Pork loin with rosemary and garlic stuffing.
Potatoes with cherry tomatoes, garlic, onion, margarine and a dash of sea salt.
Garlic breaded mushrooms and what Tesco calls an 'Indian Snack Platter' (which the Indian and Pakistani friends approve of).
MY PLATE.
I have to go and finish packing now. D: My one month return to Hong Kong starts...TOMORROW!