Quick history of my long weekend...
Friday, knowing that Lemon + Lemonette were coming over for a few days, I decided that was a good excuse for me to get my **** in gear and come up to London. Managed to impromptu arrange everything.
Friday, drove up to London, saw my great-nephew for the first time in over a year (he's only 18 months now.. I think). He's into "baby signing". I was quite impressed. Missed one friend I'd have like to have seen, but she was off to Scotland.
Spent Saturday with that lot, but my weekend arrangement was pretty abysmal, and they were coming down past here (home, where I am now), and down to Port Isaac (where we all used to be), early Sunday (4am), so moved on to my other friends (this is all too complicated).
Had arranged to meet L&L in the Tate Britain when they opened at 10am Sunday. It's a long while since I'd been there. We looked a a lot of the non-modern art, where Lemonette insisted that John Constable's "Malvern Hall" had its reflections all wrong (stupid artist that he was). She also had to repeatedly tell Lemon and me to stop being so loud.
Had some trouble remembering about the giant mosaic painting in front of the National Gallery - something to do with Rolf Harris, and I couldn't recall if it was the Mona Lisa or The Haywain. I now know it was both (see here).
Wandered around some of the modern stuff (I love Francis Bacon's work, as art, but I can't look at it(?!?)). Suddenly realised it was 1.30 pm, so we went for lunch (bought from the supermarket, eaten on the edge of Clapham Common, where we were briefly accosted by a weird and/or nefarious Italian).
Being London born, I have very little idea of what one is supposed to sight-see. Finished up in a bookshop opposite the (closed) British Museum, then wandered down to sit on the steps in Trafalgar Square, eating peanut cookies.
Ten hours had flown by, with few gaps in the talking/laughing. I rushed away, abandoning them as it grew dark (mutual AS idiocy - I think we've forgiven us), to drive back to my friends, drink wine and see the Perseids.
Spent Monday and Tuesday tinkering with my friends' new (old) laptop. They'd bought it second-hand from a dealer. It had the previous owners' 9Gbytes of unusable music downloads, Jamaican photos and all their email still on it. I deleted that lot and sorted out my friends' website. Failed to re-meet the Ls on Tuesday when they went to the Science Museum, which I would have really liked to revisit. The last time must have been forty years ago! Drove back here late on the Tuesday.
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