I had a very nice weekend.
Jeremy and I did lots of fun stuff because we were both in London all weekend and we didn’t have to rebuild a fence or do lots of chores or anything stupid like that. Well, we probably should have done more laundry and cleaning, but we didn’t. Instead we did the following:
- Went to the visit Jeremy’s Vespa in Bow where it is being repainted and repaired at Project 13
- The guys at Project 13 suggested that we go to the Mason Arms for foods and we did and it was delicious.
- Then we headed into town and saw some of the London Open Day buildings. I particularly enjoyed St Mary Abchurch.
- Watched skateboarders and St Paul’s doing tricks, Jeremy became wistful, as he often does when watching skaters do tricks.
- One of the skaters was very tall with floppy hair and a mustache. It was like he took a time machine back to 1992 and copied my brother’s style. I was amazed.
- From there it was on to meet friends at Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese (pronounced Yee Oldie Cheshirie Cheesy) for drinks and dinner. YOCC claims to be the oldest pub in all of London. A bold and unprovable claim.
- Then on to Cittie of Yorke which, honestly, could use a ye olde in its name as well.
- Then home where we fell fast asleep
- On Sunday we headed off to Shoreditch and at breakfast at The Book Club (I had cheese on toast, bacon, a bloody mary and a coffee. Thumbs up)
- And then we realised it was design week in London as well so we stopped at lots of galleries and a cart full of free bits from these guys and took away a couple items to play around with. More on that later.
- Braved Brick Lane on a Sunday (Ack!) to get to this market near the Old Truman Brewery (Not the UpMarket though we went there too, the other one) because we were looking for an artist whose work we saw at the Pure Evil Gallery (which despite the name is actually run by a really nice guy)
- And we found him at said market. His name is Gustavo Ortiz and this is some of his work. We bought three pieces and I love them all.
- Then we went to Hanoi Cafe for Vietnamese food and did not, I repeat, DID not punch the posh ass face at the next table who actually said, ‘Oh yes, I loved Malaysia, but I did get a little bored by the last two days of my trip there.’ Seriously, posho? That’s how you want to be out in public where people who have never been to Malaysia can overhear you? Please die, soon.
- Then home again to prepare for the week ahead.
- Also of note: tickets back to Detroit were purchased, Oliver’s still on antibiotics, but only for one more day, Ivan the kitten who sadly does not live in our house DID greet us in the dining room when we came home, we saw Scott Pilgrim vs The World, and ate at Frank’s Campari Bar where they make a lovely Tom Collins.
It was a very nice weekend, the kind that makes me fall back in love with London after slew of busy tiring weeks.