After a couple of days' recovery, catching up with Margs, and welcoming back Tim (from Aussie), and of course, cuddles with Gary and Louie, on we felt regenerated and headed for London.
We visited the Tower, taking a tour to find out all about its bloody history. We also checked that the ravens were still about, and they are. Plenty of them. Plus lots of pigeons and some very brash starlings that took food from our hands. We experienced authentic English sausage and chips (the fish looked too dried out), and pie and chips. We spent a good long time looking at two of the largest diamonds in the world, on the Crown Jewels, got caught in a hailstorm (which wasn't pleasant), and poked about the gift shop.
Then we headed off on the Underground for Regent Street, surfacing at Picadilly Circus just after dark. We wandered up Regent Street, which was a little lit up for Christmas (but not overly much), except for one shop which appeared to have shares in an electricity company. Hamleys Toy Store, the biggest in England (apparently), absorbed our attention for a good couple of hours and resulted in a big hit on the credit card, but no matter!
After exhausting ourselves over Hamleys 7 or so floors, we staggered around the corner to Carnaby Street, below the enormous blow-up Santas, and consumed some enormous and very tasty hamburgers. Then it was back on the Underground and the train from Victoria back to Brighton.
We visited the Tower, taking a tour to find out all about its bloody history. We also checked that the ravens were still about, and they are. Plenty of them. Plus lots of pigeons and some very brash starlings that took food from our hands. We experienced authentic English sausage and chips (the fish looked too dried out), and pie and chips. We spent a good long time looking at two of the largest diamonds in the world, on the Crown Jewels, got caught in a hailstorm (which wasn't pleasant), and poked about the gift shop.
Then we headed off on the Underground for Regent Street, surfacing at Picadilly Circus just after dark. We wandered up Regent Street, which was a little lit up for Christmas (but not overly much), except for one shop which appeared to have shares in an electricity company. Hamleys Toy Store, the biggest in England (apparently), absorbed our attention for a good couple of hours and resulted in a big hit on the credit card, but no matter!
After exhausting ourselves over Hamleys 7 or so floors, we staggered around the corner to Carnaby Street, below the enormous blow-up Santas, and consumed some enormous and very tasty hamburgers. Then it was back on the Underground and the train from Victoria back to Brighton.
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