Travel

London!

11225077_10207052715189268_8371024550101015735_nThis time last week I was rushing around like a headless chicken, trying to fit the dentist in Castleford around posting a
parcel and travelling from York to London.

Miss Lisa Cooke, my partner in crime and best buddy lives down there with a few others including another bestie of mine – Alice. Now, in no more than one word those couple of days were absolutely: fabulous!

It’s always a treat when you get reunited with such good friends and to us it felt like no time had elapsed at all. Everything felt normal and just as it always had done, except this time we were further south than before. It was wonderful though, as well, to actually see London for the first time since I was about ten years old. I remember going on the London Eye and round the Natural History Museum, but that’s about it. This time, I got to see all the wonderful things that London has to offer.

We spent hours walking around South Bank, got to see St Pauls, wandered in a few famous stores, things like that. We went in a couple of the museums there, which were justΒ great and had a look around Camden Market. The big thing, however, that not everyone does when they go to London, was visiting The London Cat Village. A little cafe, tucked away in East London, you book an appointment and go sip tea alongside lovely little kitties. Yes, real cats. It only lasted an hour out of the two days but it was really magical and something truly unique. I’ve only heard of a few cat cafes but I’m adamant that there should be some more. I have never felt more relaxed and oh my goodness they were all so adorable and fluffy!

I literally had the best time in London and I was really sad to come home. Leaving good friends behind like that is never nice but I suppose I’m lucky for the world that we live in, being able to stay in touch so easily.

I’m really glad I’ve been able to experience London properly, however, it did make me realise I am a bit of a country bumpkin – mainly when more than three people across both days couldn’t understand my Yorkshire accent. It’s an incredibly fast and busy world down there, I don’t think I would be able to keep up. I think I’d like to keep the novelty of riding on the tube just that – a novelty – and not a commute.

Next time, I’m determined to go see a show and I’m sure Lisa wouldn’t mind coming along with me…

Here are some pictures from my visit πŸ™‚

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Entertainment, Television

Jezza

Being at home gives me the opportunity to watch one of my beloved trashy tv shows: The Jeremy Kyle Show. I’m not even kidding, I love it so much, I could watch it all day. It’s not to make myself feel better, or to laugh at those on it…it’s more if a fascination that I get to know that people actually live with these problems. And yes, I’m going to live by the fact that it’s not actors, unlike what I think about Jerry Springer or something. And loads of people go on about Jeremy being hypocritical, but I couldn’t care less, I love it and always will.

Thank you for putting up with my meaningless, yet clearly highly interesting posts and rants πŸ˜‰ ha.

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