Featuring my washing, a terrible selfie, a toilet and teeth.
6th March 2014: The first time this year it was warm enough to hang out my washing – hooray!
7th March 2014: Post EEG hair. They stick thingys to your head with a cross between lard and hair gel that makes your hair solid. I had a two hour journey home. Thank god I hat a hat in my bag…
8th March 2014: Winston Churchill on a day out with my Mum
9th March 2014: Little Pea and I spent ages viewing each other through a glass door. He spent more time licking it than me though… :o)
10th March 2014: Someone one road down from me posted in a Facebook group that her cat was missing so I did a quick hunt to help out. I didn’t find the cat, but I did find the start of a camp, and another use for wool!
I have two photos from the 11th and I couldn’t decided between them. Both were taken when I went to Harley Street (a rare moment of poshness courtesy of health insurance) with Dad to get my brain test results (all clear – hooray!). Also of note from the day, among a whole heap of quotes, was my favourite:
Dad (very loudly at the tube station): ‘This escalator is broken!’
Me: ‘They are steps, Dad.’
11th March 2014: People making teeth in a Harley Street basement.
11th March 2014: The MOST ostentatious toilet I have ever seen (also Harley Street)
12th March 2014: I was early for an event in London so I took a wander. I liked this view at Cleopatra’s Needle with Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament poking out from behind a bit of Egypt.
Great news on the brain scan results. Good for you! Is that Churchill at Westerham? Warlingham? My Surrey/Kent geography is a little rusty but I grew up not far from there, frequented the pubs in both those villages in my all-too-short mis-spent youth and that statue is mighty familiar!
It’s a big hooray (and a big sigh of relief!), Paula :o) And yes, it’s Westerham and I also spent (quite) a few summer evenings drinking cider in the pubs there when I was younger, overlooked by Mr C. How funny to think we did the same thing! :o)
Your loo picture reminded me of the day we took year 10 ( now my lower 6th)to the royal institution for a physics lecture, never mind the lecture it was the loos that made the day for them!! They took photos of them selves in there, these even had a marble floor(black & white). We remember the cries Miss you should see their ‘bogs’, we nearly died,lost of rather posh schools were also there.
Brilliant! Toilets are very important – on holiday I always feel better about eating somewhere that has a clean one. I think this is the first time I’ve taken a picture of one though! I’m pleased to hear it’s not just me that does that (even if it does put me on a level with Year 10s!) :o)
At least you didn’t get into trouble with the head teacher, my year 12’s as they are now are 17 going on about 30, when it comes being clean.