Come Hither!

Sunday afternoon the Kiddy's took me to The Cock, their local pub for a proper English Roast. YUM!
We reviewed the events at the ball, finished our Guinness and headed to the train station.
Au Revoir countryside!

I ended up at Kings Cross at 6pm and inhaled the polluted air. Uncle Cator was back home.
Charlotte and Perry picked me up and we headed to their house in Hither Green, South London. It was so good to see them. Charlotte was my best friend when she lived in New York. Until Perry snatched her away and brought her back to London.
They have a darling little girl Isobel who I hadn't seen since she was one month old.

Their new home is huge and lovely. The garden is the golden ticket with coy pond and trampoline.
Perry made dinner while Lottie and I caught up. Bliss!

Monday Charlotte went to work while Perry and I stayed at home with Isobel. I got loads of writing done while Perry got nothing accomplished. But it was fun. Isobel is a stitch. She loves her rocking horse and her favorite thing in the world is her blanket mom made for her! She calls it her 'gee' and is so attached to it they had to cut it in two so they could change them out to wash them. Mother was pleased.

That night we headed to London Bridge to The Roxy, a cinema/cafe. We feasted on Greek food while watching Atonement. I thought it was interesting. But how many WW II movies can we have?
Perry hated it. Alas!

Tuesday Charlotte and I stayed at home and worked for a bit and later in the day I headed into the city to see my friend Jurgen at the White Cube. We toured the Marc Quinn exhibit and then headed to a pub for 'one drink'. That was at 4pm. We didn't stop until 2am and had a blast! I haven't spent time with Jurgen for years since he moved to Rio. We ended up at Vauxhall and then I crashed at his friend’s house in Elephant & Castle. Good times!

Wednesday was not pretty. But I managed to get home to spend a bit more time with Charlotte and Isobel before I dashed off to Bristol. At 4pm we headed out the door with Sprout and Ernie (their adorable Staffordshire Terriers) in tow.

They dropped me off at the train station and off I went on another adventure.

PS- Charlotte darling I don't know how I didn't manage to get a picture of you. I promise I shall remember this experience together for ever and ever...