
So I guess I am leaving the old blog of misery behind and starting this new blog by expressing my joy about living in London, well, actually on the outskirts but close enough to get in by tube. It was such a lovely day and mobbed of course, but everyone seemed v chilled and happy! Started out by checking out the queue for the Cans Festival, see if anyone else was bothered about it, as R was keen to check out what the Banksy installation thingy was and we thought it would be cool to see asboluv's work up on the walls, seeing as we know him.....!!But, ohmygod, it was mobbed, and the queues were huge, we would have had to wait hours just to get a chance to view it all, and there was no way, no way it was worth it, sorry asbo. So we left and grabbed fab monmouth coffee and walked around the food stalls outside Festival hall and drank some sparkling wine and bought some pomegranate molasses, which I've been trying to get my hands on for ages.
Wandered down the whole of the Southbank and round the river heading to the design museum. It was such a great day, had some nice food and cake and coffee at the Design museum and didn't end up going to the Richard Rogers thing cos late time and cost, but I will go back to it at some point. Got checked out alot by a youngish looking guy (well, he looked about late 20's!), to the point I started to laugh, thought I was imagining it, but he def was not gay, one of the few men around us that weren't, and he def kept turning round and looking at me and smiling. I decided to go the loo to make sure that I hadn't accidentally drooled something on myself or ripped my dress or something, but no, I looked fairly normal. When I got back he was walking away with his mate, and then they wandered back again, and he ruefully walked away!!Oh my! First time that's happened to me in ages! But was fun. Think it might have been slight showing of cleavage, but it wasn't gratuitous!

See! Not the best picture of my cleavage ever, but it will do! Well, after chuckling away to myself and eventually explaining to R what was going on, we bought some fab wee things in the design museum shop, some v snazzy postcards and a lovely make it yourself pinhole camera which I am going to experiment with, very excited about that. Needless to say, I didn't lug the NikonD40 into town with me today, which I kind of regret, cos my new phone camera is crap.
Am pleased to be in a better mood today, as last night I was wanting to write down all my rants about the bloody stupid programme that is the apprentice, of which I only saw 5 mins and that was enough to make my blood boil. Why oh why oh why? WHY? Aaaaagh. I can't believe there are still people out there, young people in their early 20's whose main life ambition it is, is to make enough money to buy some bloody stupid fast car! I am amazed by the candidates on that show, and hope I never experience them or meet them. I feel physically sick watching it, guess that's why I don't.
So, no more ranting for now, not to ruin lovely day. Going to watch "Into the Wild" film or maybe episode of Gavin and Stacey, can't decide. Waiting for lovefilm to deliver next series of the wire, and almost pining for it. Mad. Life is too short. Never forget.