It often takes an outsider to come into your world to help you see things differently. It never hurts to take a break from routine – even just looking up once in a while from your book, your commute, your thoughts.
This week I’ve downed sticks to be a tour guide to my little cousin from LA. Last time I saw her she was a wee chicklet and now she’s a glam young lady with a few requests… Seeing snow for the first time? – check, London Eye? – easy, Harry Potter filming sites? – how about platform 9 3/4 at Kings Cross Station, Diagon Alley (AKA Borough Market and Leadenhall Market), taking in the Millennium Bridge, St Paul’s Cathedral and Piccadilly Circus too. As I’m not a Harry Potter fan, I’d like to thank google and those Harry Potter film geeks online for that one.
Once we got those little things out of the way and her ears had adjusted to my potty mouth (sooo did not realise how much I overused the words ‘bollocks’, ‘piss’ and ‘sh*t’ – or is that just all Brits?), I wrapped her up in my ski clothes, gave her a pint of English cider to drink and off we went to get some alternate London holiday snaps…
We traded photos outside Buckingham Palace and the Tower of London for some photos outside pubs called Dirty Dicks and The Famous Cock. Come on – that’s funny! Then we hopped on some bicycles. Almost being squished between a double decker bus and a black cab while riding over London Bridge makes a great holiday anecdote right?
I’ve long given up trying to be cool, so we ventured East instead of West and I let some London street artists do the talking… London is f*cking cool.