We were planning on waking up early and either walking or tubing into the city, grabbing a coffee and be waiting at the Tate Modern Gallery when it opened this morning. After spending the day there, we were going to walk back out of the city, via the Millennium Bridge and up through St James Park, Hyde Park and then Kensington Gardens (thereby fulfilling Jo’s ‘walk in the park’ mandate).
Waking up rather reluctantly about 9.30 this morning we grabbed some breakfast before sitting down on the bed 'for a moment’ to discuss if it wasn’t worth ditching the whole lot and just sitting in the park for the whole day... You’ll be pleased to know: that’s exactly what we’ve done – more or less: we actually fell back asleep, woke up at 3.30 this afternoon, and then came straight to the park (where I’m now blogging).
(As I type, Jo is making the most of her ‘fresh grass’ allergy and is busy transferring an entire box of tissues to the bin via her nose.)
Oh, and the day’s been beautiful: Sunlight, lively Brazilian party behind us, more sunburnt Londoners than you can point a stick at, even more sunlight, and a relaxed pair of Aussies.It doesn’t get any better than this.
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