Sunday, April 15, 2012

Being a princess herself , Desiree takes entertaining very seriously and no expense had been spared

One of the best things about hopping back across the pond is that your old friends often spoil you and who am
I to complain ? Her table looked so perfect no one wanted to touch a thing.

Talking of tea, we are late for Desiree's tea party

Desiree had laid out a magnificent spread including home made meringues. Raphael gave us a special welcome after his cello solo.

At the Hayward , a tiny little man stood outside the gallery, with no umbrella.

Kenzie wanted to move him out the rain, but my sister said, "He is art and one must suffer for one's art, so he must stay where he is. So when you grow up, don't be a sculpture, the hours are long, the pay is low and the work conditions tough."
My sister wisely never misses a chance to give a life lesson to her son.

Big Ben was imposing in the rain for sure

But once we looked at it out the car window for two minutes, everyone seemed ready to move on.

It was a rainy Sunday in London

People were rushing past The London Eye , instead of waiting to go on it.
"Want to go up on the Eye today," I offered , no lines, first time ever."

But everyone shook their head. "Too dreich, ( Scottish for miserable), we wouldn't see a thing," my wee sister moaned. "Let's go see Big Ben instead and we can teach Kenzie to tell the time."

Aunty wanted a cup of tea, don't be too harsh on her, said my Sis

Sometimes tea takes precedence over the revolution. Here we are eating noodles by the Hayward Gallery, if a man ran out and said ," Hurry you must lead an important revolution right now, you would say hold on, I must finish these delicious noodles first, right son?"