Southerners are strange people. To the rest of the world who visit London they represent “English” but they are not English at all.
Anyway this morning I woke up and for a few minutes I didn’t know where I was. Bolton, Paris, Birmingham, Boston now London. I have been waking up in so many different places recently.
Michael and I, arrived yesterday by train. Actually we could have been in a foreign country because I don’t think we heard AngloEnglish spoken till we got to the hotel. the Best Western Premier Shaftsbury, near Earls Court tube station. We have stayed here before in March and it is very conveniently situated for getting about London as the Piccadilly and District lines cross here…. and a very nice hotel in a typical Edwardian London street.
The first afternoon we hung out around Covent Garden, watching the street performances and people watching the tourists. We were enticed to the London Comedy club by a very nice lady giving out flyers in the street, where we spent an entertaining evening laughing at the four stand up comedians on the bill.
The day after we had a ride on the 74 bus to Chelsea harbour. Here we actually found English people, Londoners, albeit very posh ones, looking around the Design centre for expensive furniture and fabric for thier very expensive houses.
You would need a very strong house to support this marble bath!
We strolled around outside the ultra modern exterior
..and we popped into the Wyndham Grand Hotel, which is a nice place to stop for tea, overlooking the harbour.
Some good people watching.
No trip to London is complete without shopping so Monday afternoon was spent on Oxford street, buying a winter “capsule wardrobe” and in the evening we saw ” Cabaret” at the Savoy theatre. With Will young and Michelle Ryan
I had never seen Cabaret before and didn’t realise it was such a dark and sinister story about the decadence of Berlin in the 1930’s and the rise of the Nazis. The show does not exactly leave you with a feel good factor. Will Young as the nightclub owner, was very good, but could not quite hide his niceness playing this very sleazy character of and Michelle Ryan as Sally Bowles, the does not have the passion of Judy Garland. Still we enjoyed the show, all part of the London experience.
To be continued, tomorrow I go to Kensington Palace.
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