Had a great weekend with Jill, we met at Paddington on a cold and grey morning; we walked across Hyde Park and over towards Pall Mall, warming up with a hot Salt Beef sandwich (with loads of English mustard) as we made our way to the National Gallery. Hands and halos were a talking point, photography was also another topic for discussion. I was set upon for taking shots inside the gallery and demonstrators outside were protesting their right for a free press in Iran; I sympathised.
We crossed the water and followed the Thames walk toward Monument via Tate Modern and Borough market. One was an over hyped collection of well, nothing special and the other a fantastic free art gallery. After, I had a few errands to run: getting my old LG phone unlocked and replacing my aging footwear. Five pounds and five minutes later my phone was done and on the street markets of Whitechapel my feet were very soon happy as well. In an area where Halal is so important for food, I wondered if my new shoes were special too, just knocked off Clarkes as it happened.
Evening came and after consulting TimeOut we came across theatre 503 on Battersea Park Road. Fearless New Writing was staging:
DecadeAt the start of the new decade, Theatre503 presents 5 days of theatre looking back at the past 10 years. Created by ten of the most dynamic voices in British theatre, each night Decade will look at every year from 2000 and ask: ‘is this what it felt like?’ Brilliant! Comedic, challenging and highly thought provoking work from a strong cast. I could go on about the performances ... but really, you had to be there.
A few doors up cocktails, and Mexican food concluded the night. A great evening out.
Sunday we walked past the Power Station and through Battersea Park, across Chelsea Bridge to South Kensington to the V&A. What Sundays were meant for. Had a great time, thank you Jill xx
My mum's been making milky coffee for 20 years: mug o' milk, microwave, coffee and sugar to taste, sorted. Pretentious pricks calling it Latte, it's milky coffee, get over yourselves. I don't go into Starbucks and ask for milky coffee though, cos i feel a prick doing that.
Just bought a jar of Kenko for 2 quid, spoonfull of coffee, 2 sugar and its as good as it gets, for your money. Ok when I want a strong one I'll double drop, sorry old habbits, I'll take double the coffee, and ok I haven't got the syrups and shit, but it's a good cup of coffee.
Talking of syrups, I had, the best the other day, a Gingerbread Latte, OMG if that was ever suitably synthesised and in a jar on a Sainburys shelf - I'd have it.
