Monday, 16 September 2019

London in September


It was a busy weekend.

One of the good friends of my wife celebrated her 25th wedding anniversary on the weekend and we went down to London for the event.  The kids are old enough to look after themselves but, they do have a tendency to bicker and we had an option to leave them at my in-laws, and then stay the night there afterwards, or stay in London close to where the event was being held.

With my wife having to complete her dissertation for her masters, we opted for the least stressful, but more expensive option.  On the way into London, we visited my mother who is to travel to India for a month.  I had meant to call my youngest brother to let him know we were going, but forgot.  That was a shame as I do not see him enough and he and his partner love to see the kids.

After that, we went to central London where my wife had her eyelashes improved and while she was doing that, I took the kids to Foyles.  They love books, and the promise that I would buy them books was greatly appreciated by them.  It was a bit of a walk for them and on the way to Foyles, we came across a Jazz festival in the street and in Soho Square, a Trans Rights protest.

Afterwards it was to the hotel.  My wife and I had stayed there before, during the life before children, and it was a different, but pleasant experience to take the children there.  They loved it, my daughter falling in love with the bath, almost as much as I did with the shower.

The night with Mariel and Robin was great as well.  We got to catch up with my wife’s old school friends who we had not seen since the birthday celebration of my wife.  Back then I was too busy to spend lots of time talking, but this time, as a guest that was different.

In the morning, while my wife slept, the kids and I went for an early morning walk.  They got on so well, I started to have doubts that they were my actual children.  We had fun in a playground and they had fun with some squirrels.

Once at home though, it was back to reality with a visit to work, where I tried to catch up with some paperwork and then later, swore while doing it while listening to the Arsenal match.  I will try to post more about that after watching the highlights!

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