Friday 9 February 2007

Old

Went with the mother to St Pauls today. She now has a special card showing that she's over 60 - wouldn't have bothered admitting it myself as she only got 50p knocked off the entrance price.

Such a beautiful building but the crypt is full of dead people who appear to be famous for killing lots of other people. All war heroes we had never heard of who had had massive pieces of alibaster sculpted into arty pieces of themselves. The vanity and expense alone is enough to make you not care at all who these people were. Florence Nightingale, Christopher Wren and Wellington were the only names we recognised and Wellington was the only one of teh three with a massive memorial.

So then we followed a million small people up the steps into the whispering gallery. Oddly none of them were whispering so we moved on rapidly to the higher towers where the mother had a vertigo attack and left me to get to the top on my own. Needless to say I haven't bothered with a session on the stair master this evening. Got Gavin yet more cufflinks with St Pauls on, not as impressive as his much cooler ones that the boys had chosen for him but is a nod to where he works I suppose.

Went to Borough market and fought the urge to spend all of Gavins money on food (again) but did get a scrap book to start collecting the things we find in the papers and magazines that will help us buiild the house we want one day.

So a lovely day for me but a rather dull one for anyone reading this.

I start a new job in Holborn next week - 3 days a week for more money so am going to spend a day a week trying very hard to wrte up the stuff that this blog was supposed to be about. Watch this space. Oh and friend L has broken up with her boyfriend so is moving in here until she can get a deposit together so she can get somewhere with other Brighton friend also plannig a move to London. Gavin and I very happy that we will get to see more of them. Going to drag L into being a city girl in 6 weeks. Will have someone to drink too much with now and Gavin will have 2 heads to hold when we get home.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

lucky old Gavin! Having me and Linds to contend with, I bet he can't wait!