Sitting in Café Plaka for some pizza
Inside Café Plaka, London
St Pancras Hotel and Station at dusk
Overheard on train: yo famm, amma knock ya out talking dat shit. Ah dont care wheriya, ennit?
15 minutes from London Euston. Bloody starving I am.
These sausage rolls are becoming a habit now.
Keeping it up: Day 8
Today is the first day of an exciting week – London for two days followed by Paris for 6 days. I don’t think its hit me yet that I’m going on holiday, but I’m sure it will once we land.I’m looking forward to walking the streets of Paris in the hot sunshine with my good lady and getting lost down some side streets. Last time I went to Paris I went alone, for a concert, so it will be nice this time to share the time.Before all that is London Zoo and Carmen at the ENO. Never been to either so that’ll be an experience.
Today begins the start of a busy busy week. London then Paris.
Walking past the Old Royal in Birmingham.
Quite a striking view when I turned the corner on a route I’ve never taken in Birmingham
They’re filming a post-apocalyptic film in Birmingham today called She who brings gifts.
My third Batman story: Hush. Already half way through. This is so good.
The Terminator on the big screen – wow. One of the best cinema experiences I’ve ever had. I felt 5 years old again.