I bloody love London but I don’t know my way around. As a child I went on school trips to the art and history museums, as a teenager I trained it up with friends to Camden gawping at all the extroverts with dread locks and piercings. When you are sixteen all that is so appealing, we’d buy outrageous outfits from the market and change into them in the McDonald’s toilets. You’d get back to the suburbs, to your middle class Grammar School and well, you looked like a right prick didn’t you?
Even now I am an absolute wide eyed tourist, photographing everything, fucking up my travel card by putting it in my pocket with my phone. I do not understand tube maps, I get panicked, its so hot down there. I’m obsessed I will be mugged, pick pocketed by some grubby five year old artful dodger, I cling to my bag as if it actually has anything of value in it. But I love it, I love London.
We started planning this last year, putting £15 away into an account each month meaning that when it came to getting organised in January our train and theatre tickets were already paid for. All we needed on the day was food and booze funds!
First we headed to Buckingham Palace via St James Park and then along The Mall to the completely closed off Trafalgar Square (which was disappointing). The Mall is a really, really long street and the mini bottles of Prosecco I bought along gave us the enthusiasm we needed to get to the other end!
After our first drink of the day, we figured we should cancel that out with some food so we headed along The Strand. The team at Pret A Manger gave the bride to be a free lunch, which was very kind! Then we headed along to Covent Garden, where I had the most expensive wee of my life. Seriously in one of the lovely little courtyards, right by a gorgeous cafe and violinists playing, there is now a ‘Toilet Shop’, where you pay a pound for the privilege. Bloody outrageous. We perused the stalls and shops and headed to the Nags Head for half a lager. There were lots of street entertainers about including a pretty believable Jack Sparrow.
Then we headed to Mamma Mia, which was just brilliant. We didn’t have the best seats in the house, high up in the dress circle but we had a great time singing along and the show was excellent! A great show for a Hen Party, the cast were outstanding. After the Matinee, we walked through Covent Garden to Leicester Square and had a group caricature done. It only took a few minutes each and the result was hilarious – can you guess which one is me?
It was pretty crowded in the early evening but became easier, we saw the Hippodrome and the Odeon where they hold all the big premiers. We took a quick photo at China Town gate and headed onto Piccadilly Circus.
We’d booked a table at Planet Hollywood for dinner where we had a few drinks and some lovely steak and fries. The cocktails are named after movies, I had a Titanic and my sister had a Legally Blonde. We shared some wine and hopped on a train home.
And…I was in bed by 10pm, not because I blind drunk
as I’d hoped but because I was exhausted from all the walking we had done!