Friday, 18 September 2015

Getting back to my roots

This summer I took the opportunity to be a tourist for a day or two. So did all the usual things in London. Buckingham palace, houses of parliament, Trafalgar square etc. No feeding of pidgeons in  Trafalgar any more. I remember being taken as a little girl to the square especially to feed the pidgeons, who would practically mug you for your seeds. Scary when you are little.

I also had my first visit to Madame Tussauds. So many of the creative people in there (actors, directors etc) are really quite short in real life. I was very uncomfortable for the first ten minutes. The waxworks are so lifelike, I kept expecting them to come to life and start moving.

I also managed to rock up in Leceister Square at the same time as the premier of Legend, and Tom Hardy did not seem very tall from my vantage point. (see observation above). The carpet was not red, but a dark blue. Is that significant? I don't know.

Finished up having a laugh at a comedy club. A good way to conclude a busy day.