London, How I Love ya!

08 Jul

5 wonderful, eclectic exhausting days were spent in the city that feels like home. Old friends from London and Melbourne, along with friends from Fairfield set us on a whirling course of late nights and conversation.
We arrived into the welcoming arms of the Moore family and were treated to a traditional roast pork, Yorkshire pudding and all of the other delicious trimmings that accompany this favourite fare. ( I hear you thinking that I have become slightly obsessed with food. You are quite right! In fact the proof is in the pudding, so to speak. Robb and I are both slightly portly… Ooops.).
The nights were late and the mornings were early. Our fresh-faced tourist were not going to waste a minute of their potential sightseeing hours. With cameras swinging and oyster cards in hands, we braved the tube and the national rail to reach numerous destinations.
Of course no trip is complete without a ride up top on a double decker bus. We bought tickets for the tour bus and circumnavigated this surprisingly small city. The kids faces lit up when we passed such sights as the London Dungeon, the M and M mega store and Oxford st. Not the most cultured crew! I did manage to get them to alight at the Tate Modern. I thought having a first hand squiz at works by artists that they had examined at school may get them going a little. Not so! “This is sooooo booooooring” sighed Master 6!
“I’ve already seen it in a book ( in relation to a spectacular Jackson Pollock) exclaimed Master 9.
“What day are we going to the London Dungeon” drawled Master 12,standing slouched in front of a Picasso masterpiece.
Oh well!
The changing of the guard was a spectacular that they did enjoy. The marching, band playing, Beefeaters, walking with a huge and entirely regal, Irish wolfhound was a memory laden vision. Tom grinned and waved, aboard the best seat in the house. His 6 foot 4 daddy’s shoulders, were the envy of the rest of us, who stood on tippy toes, necks craned, trying to get a decent look.
I was so very grateful to the air force museum. It shone like a blazing torch on a dark night to my war craft obsessed, nerdy crew. A must on the itinerary for them and a leave pass for myself! I spent an afternoon in a heavenly retail stupor, shopping a little and finding places that I had haunted in my lost youth. I was saddened to see that the Covent Garden Brasserie, my place of summer employment, was no longer. The tables that had once faced the performers in the piazza,had been replaced by a giant Apple mega store.
I went straight from this afternoon delight, to meet an old friend from Melbourne, Andy Mulcahy, who has been living in London for the last 10 years. He took me to a very groovy Thai eatery in Soho and then to a bar for some wonderful drinks. I can’t remember their names but the port infused with creme de menthe was a stand out. I’m gonna be googling that recipe on my return. We talked and laughed until I remembered that I had to catch the tube home.
We finally caved to the cultured trio’s demand and queued for the London Dungeon. 90 minutes of non stop gore and terrible acting, ending with the climatic fake hanging. We were put in chairs,harnessed by a heavy duty, metal frame and in pitch black, elevated to a modestly scary height. A tremendous crack ensued and the chairs plummeted,leaving my innards suspended in mid air. After the hanging, we were shepherded out into the neon lights and large screens that depicted our hanging expressions. I very nearly paid the exorbitant photo price, due to henry’s priceless expression of sheer terror.
We also jumped on a train and headed to the ancient and fascinating town of York. Here, we went back in time to a Viking village. The poor sanitation and terrible quality of water meant that the Viking kids had to drink beer. Apparently, this is why people that trace their heritage to these not so gentle folk, have a better tolerance for alcohol, than those from other cultures.
We then went to the Castle Museum. This was a little gem. There were rooms that had been painstakingly recreated to reflect different eras in time within family homes. You could visit an 1850’s parlour, a 1970’s lounge and an 1900’s kitchen just to name a few. There was also an exhibit entirely devoted to the 60’s. The boys were memorized by the early Dr Who footage. There was a room that paid homage to war uniforms for men and women, along side an exhibit depicting swim wear from the centuries. I loved it particularly, as there were many artifacts from 70’s that I could relate to.
All good things do indeed come to an end. How we will miss Sime, Nicky, the gorgeous Ella and Merlot their silky eared dog. Thanks guys, for your generosity and great company. Until next time my dear friends London, M&S Food, Boots, the gap and sandwiches in the chemist.
It was luvly jubbly.


Posted by on July 8, 2011 in Diary


7 responses to “London, How I Love ya!

  1. wendy whitford

    July 9, 2011 at 1:42 am

    sounds as though the boys are enjoying their ‘official’ school holidays. Cold and miserable in Melb!
    Did you see the outside of the’ Globe’ while you were at the Tate Modern? almost next door.
    You are probably in the air as I reply. Instanbul should be amazing.
    Mum.xx to all

    • sammygirlrox

      July 9, 2011 at 6:25 am

      Hi mum, yes we did see the globe.
      In Istanbul now and this place is amazing. The houses and restaurants are so colorful. Off to the blue mosque today.
      Hope you are both well.

  2. al

    July 10, 2011 at 12:45 am

    ah Sam – thoughts of escaping out of an earl’s court flat, finding our feet in vauxhall, efi & rigi, hellmans & ham, spewing & ashtrays, abseiling in heels, painted on freckles & piggy tails, but MOST of all, a girl who gave another girl a gentle hug when she really needed one. THAT will never be forgotten.

    • sammygirlrox

      July 11, 2011 at 1:02 pm

      Yes, such wonderful memories Al. What a great pair we made. Xxx

  3. Nicky Moore

    July 10, 2011 at 11:10 am

    And how we are missing you all already…Merlot is literally moping about the house! Let’s get those plans properly underway for the reunion in the Keys – it’s been way too long betwee beers, late nights and laughter since the last time xxx

  4. Jules

    July 12, 2011 at 12:59 am

    So jealous you are in Istanbul. Are the boys loving it?
    You guys must be exhausted, but what a great trip. Something they’ll remember forever.
    When are you back?

    • sammygirlrox

      July 12, 2011 at 2:32 am

      Hi Jules, it has been great! We are hone in a week, can’t believe that it is all nearly over.


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