calove, I owe you a debt of thanks greater than I can ever repay. You and your family have made me feel so welcome that from now on you stand in real danger of me returning to your doorstep again and again...beginning from next month when I'll meet you for CoRo's appearance in Milton Keynes ;-). Of course, I hope you know that you're always welcome over here, too.
Ah! Where shall I stop singing calove's praises? This'll probably embarrass her, but mention must be made of her amazing organising and entertaining, not to mention bread-baking, salmon-cooking and curry-making skills, and of course the wonderfully imaginative writing skills for which she is already justly becoming a teeny-weensy bit famous. And now that I'm got rid off and she needn't play tireless hostess anymore, I'm sure she'll soon go back to posting more chapters to Moving On. I certainly hope so.
What did we do in this week that started off with a tiny hitch? Too many things to list, but I'll try anyway: we went picknicking and climbing at Bodiam Castle. We wandered through the gardens and castle, and watched the jousting at Hever (just down the road from where the family live). We spent a rainy day at Bluewater Shopping Centre and took the kids to see Garfield The Movie. We went on the London Eye - touristy but great fun (marvelous structure)! We had pub lunches. We sat and drank Pimm's in the garden. We flew kites. We had a penalty shoot-out. And on Thursday, we met hesadevil and bogwitch for lunch in Holborn -- and lunch lasted 3 hours then turned into an afternoon's stroll through Covent Garden and environs...which ended in me talking hesadevil into buying a new pair of jeans. calove needed no persuasion to buy herself a nice belt in the sales, but I was disappointed by the last of the sales in L K Bennet's, one of my favourite shops.
Still, earlier, whilst showing calove round my manor of Knightsbridge & South Kensington, I had managed to snag a wonderfully elegant pair of two-tone heels from Jones Bootmaker in Brompton Rd, so I'm not complaining. I didn't bring home a huge haul this time (Monsoon had nothing to tempt me either), and I forgot about getting myself some decent underwear from M&S, but there's always next time.
Stupidly, I'd neglected to bring the belt to my Whistles' skirt, that has a damaged sparkly bead on it, into the country with me. The shop assistant assured me that it could be exchanged if I brought it in, so this seems like a job for SuperCass again! ;-)
Anyway, better check on what's been happening all over LJ while I've been away...