Monday, 30 August 2010

My Life Without Me

I've mentioned this film a few posts ago but I find something quite lovely about this quote from it, and being the kind of girl I am I thought I'd be oh so kind and share..........

This is you. Eyes closed, out in the rain. You never thought you’d be doing something like this, you never saw yourself as, I don’t know how you’d describe it… Is like one of those people who like looking up at the moon, who spend hours gazing at the waves or the sunset or… I guess you know the kind of people I’m talking about. Maybe you don’t. Anyway, you kind of like being like this, fighting the cold, feeling the water seep through your shirt and getting through your skin. And the feel of the ground growing soft beneath your feet. And the smell. And the sound of the rain hitting the leaves. All the things they talked about in the books you haven’t read. This is you, who would have guessed it? You.

Sunday, 29 August 2010

Confessions of a serial stitcher

Well it's a new hobby.  A friend sent me a picture of a lovely cupcake scarf with the price tag of $65 plus shipping - on a scarf? In a word, 'No' - so I flippantly said I'd take up crochet and make my own.

So I did.

I bought two books, some crochet needles and some yarn and away I went - practising for a while then I set about making my cupcake scarf.  I of course zone in on all the mistakes I've made but I have to say I am pretty bloody chuffed with myself........

and went on to make another scarf.........

and another..........

In the process I dislocated my thumb!  I snapped it back into place but yes, it hurts!!!!  No pain no gain as they say - why did they have to be right on this one though!!!!!

Friday, 27 August 2010

Ground control to Major Tom

There’s a real downside to summer and that would be things with wings like Mosquitoes and other such buglets.

Last year I got attacked in Scotland, as I did this year – I’m very popular up there with such things it would appear.

Last year I got a bite on my ankle when I was back in London and it became so swollen it hurt to walk. It made my blood pressure rocket, I felt very unwell and had to go on anti-biotics.

Now – something is doing the same thing this summer but I am refusing the anti-biotics and trying to tough it out and show the little critters that I hate them and they won’t win. Although I am starting to feel very unwell again.

I’ve tried the spray from Avon and no good.
I’ve tried evil chemicals but hate them.
I’ve tried vanilla – no good.
I’ve tried tea tree but can’t stand walking around smelling of shoe polish.

And to really top it all off – it’s not even sunny outside – it feels like I fell asleep and woke up in October – it’s cold, it’s miserable, it’s wet and I have a bloody scarf on – it should be the height of summer and I have a bloody scarf on.

My fairy godmother didn’t come through for me either – I asked for a ticket to Reading so I could see Blink 182 – but have you seen what has happened to the place – one giant nasty mud bath, oh well I hear it’s good for the skin.

Then you look around you at all the natural disasters going on and the floods in Pakistan. Unbelievably horrible and nasty. Even when the water goes they will have a very long road ahead of them trying to clean it all up and to find soil that is good enough to use again as the top soil will all be washed away.

New Orleans is still trying to get back on its feet 5 years after Hurricane Katrina.

Back home there was quite bad local flooding one year – so bad the army had to come out to rescue some people. It was said to be a freak incident – it’s pretty much happened every year since.


Is that it now – is this what global warming does – we don’t have any strong seasons but we have the odd really strong weather condition pretty much all the time somewhere in the world?

It’s quite scary to see how things have changed just in my life time. The creatures that are now living in the UK that would never have survived here once. The way the water is changing and more sharks and jelly fish are being seen. Just the other day a man was bitten by a black widow spider. I always thought that we never had to worry about such things in this country.

We look at the resources we had and what we have today. I really do think my parents generation probably had it the best but don’t even know it.

Too many people around me are so money focused they don’t really see much beyond their life style and their life time.

I’ve raised awareness on this blog about the elephants and the rain forest and the orangutans but there is so much more all the time.

But what can we really do? What can we do to make a big enough difference?

Most, in London, live in houses that don’t have gardens so it’s difficult to grow your own veg’. Nearly all of us have to use the tube or bus to travel to work due to the distance and the safety issues on the roads. I can’t control where my supermarket ships their produce from.

I can make my own little small difference though I suppose and I do try with recycling and not being wasteful with my water and energy consumption. I walk where I can, when I can. I’m a vegetarian. I use energy efficient light bulbs. I dry my clothes naturally. I have my own cup at work and reuse it.


There’s a nice little website http://www.50waystohelp.com/ that gives further ideas, and another article here http://www.togetherwecanchangetheworldpublishing.com/Resources/101WaysToHelpPlanetEarth.pdf


But does anyone know how to save me from these pesky mosquitoes!?!

Wednesday, 25 August 2010

Being old is nothing to be ashamed about

This advert tickled me pink! It's funny, but there's also quite a darn good message behind it.  For some reason we've been brought up to think that aging is something to be ashamed of, something to hide away from - but lets be honest - we know a lot more - we have a wisdom worth more than money - laughter lines are not something to be ashamed of.  Yet here we are doing some of the most disgustingly drastic things to our bodies in the bid to find eternal youth.  It ain't going to happen! We are leaving breathing beings which means things wear out - we get older and we die - two facts of life - you can put it off but then you just end up looking like Joan Rivers.  Bless her and all that but she doesn't look young she just looks kindof scary.

Madonna appears to be going the same way - she's been a total junkie to working out and strict routines but it hasn't saved her from lots and lots of surgery - and now she hates her arms - a result of her work outs and her hands - as they give away her age.  The stupid thing is - even though she's had surgery we've still seen the pictures of her wrinkly.  We've seen her unairbrushed (see the right side of the picture) and other than the facial hair I'd say she looks pretty damn good still - she's never been girly pretty but she doesn't look bad for a 52 year old man (haha I know it's a joke I heard and I think it's funny but it's a joke that is all).  For a 52 year old - she doesn't look bad - and that was before the surgery - now she's looking a little puffy faced and feline - the beginning of the end of looking human.

I also wonder what message this gives to fans - it's not very spiritual is it?  What message does it give to your children?  Subtly changes even can make children feel their parent doesn't want to look like them - or that they no longer look like their parent and I think both of those issues are quite serious when you sit down and think about it.

So as funny as the advert is - I think there is a very serious message behind it......

Saturday, 21 August 2010

Running On Empty

That's how it feels.  Today is a weird day and I don't really know why.  I went into the next village and forgot my camera and saw some lovely things - it's nice because I am doing the other blog I seem to look at everything these days to see if it would take a good picture.  Eyes wide open!

I watched two films today.  Wendy & Lucy and My Life Without Me.


I watched Wendy and Lucy because I had heard somewhere that it was this really great film - thoughtful and poetic - really simple but something about it was gripping and lovely.  D watched it and at the end his remarks were 'Well, that was really shit wasn't it!' no question - just a very confident statement.  I found something in it but I am not sure what.  I think it's because I am feeling a little lost today.  Wendy and Lucy is about a girl named Wendy and her dog named Lucy.  Wendy is heading to Alaska and her car breaks down - she gets into trouble for stealing some dog food and ends up losing her dog.  The film is her struggle to make ends meet and to find her dog and the couple of characters she meets on the way.  And that's it - that's your film.  The Straight Story is another that has a simple plot - but something captures you.  This was not as good - but I still found something there.  Not many people seem to have seen it so I haven't got a clue if my reaction or D's is the most common.

The other film - My Life Without Me, was recommended.  I made a comment that if I found out I had cancer that was inoperable I don't know if I would tell anyone - I don't think I would have treatment - and maybe I'd just try to make the most of every moment, to make everyone else OK - to know I was leaving them in safe hands and then gentely slope away.  This film is pretty much about just that.  A young 23 year old girl called Anne finds herself in that very situation - she is married with 2 children.  Finding out such news makes her embrace life, she records tapes for her girls to be given to them every year, she tries to find her husband a new wife, finding a new neighbour called Anne, she starts an affair with another troubled soul, Lee.  And that pretty much is your story - I will definitely be watching this one again as it plucked a chord somewhere that is still resonating.  Again it's another film that I know some would just think was slow - but I think I am getting a taste for those thought provoking movies.

Tuesday, 17 August 2010

Smells like Kurt Cobain

19 years ago today an up and coming but still not very heard of band called Nirvana recorded a video for a song called Smells like Teen Spirit. Apparently this cost less than $50,000. Now this is said as though it’s something quite amazing – do you remember that video – a bunch of people jumping around in a gym. Now I don’t know the half of what goes into making a music video but the costs always shock me. Then on the flipside – take into account how much this song changed the world (or at least mine) then it was indeed money well spent.


Nothing had been heard like this before – at least not by my ears. Yes there were little melodies that as time has gone on, I can see that Kurt borrowed quite a few little hooks here and there. Who doesn’t though. We are all inspired by other things and there are only so many chords in the world – so I’ll be forgiving on that one.

Here was a man that didn’t always sing proper words, that would make up things and sometimes just slur as he’d forgotten the words or just never gotten around to writing them. The reluctant rock star with the ego to still keep pushing him forward to become the star that he did.

Nirvana was a god send to me. Not only did it give me some tunes that were melodic enough for me to try to sing along to – they were also angry enough for my teenage angst…it paid off well (sorry, I couldn’t resist). Nirvana led me to such bands as Sonic Youth, to Babes in Toyland, to Bikini Kill, I was already a fan of the Pixies, and then onto Hole. I started a fanzine. I bought a guitar. I dyed my jeans, shredded them and backed them with fabric. I had long hair, got my nose pierced, and found out that was all it took to get my dad to stop talking to me for a while.


I think I’ve read every book on Nirvana – during his life and since his death. I don’t know what to make about the whole ‘suicide’ other than I know that famous people are not just allowed to die. There is no denying that he catapulted his star. His death made his daughter and his wife very rich, in money terms – but it does make you ponder on just what else was missed so they could have money. Kurt was a junkie. There is no way to glorify this one. It must’ve made many a parent quite scared to know that the poster boy of my generation was a suicidal drug addict.


I think we’ve all talked about wanting to kill ourselves, but how many of us mean it. Kurt’s family have a deep rooted suicidal gene. Does this make a big difference? Who knows. There is no doubt that Kurt was a troubled person, it’s quite often how the best tunes are written. Not so many hits are written through someone being super happy. William Burroughs met Kurt, spent an afternoon with him and when Kurt left it is to be believed that William turned to his secretary and said ‘That boy frowns for no good reason.’ That is one sentence that I think hits hardest out of all the comments I have read about Kurt.

There was a bad scene surrounding Kurt and Courtney – and I don’t think Courtney’s personality helped Kurt, he was too soft for the backlash maybe? Unprepared for the hurricane that was Courtney Love in those days. But there is no doubt that he loved her. There also seems to be little doubt that he had actually filed for divorce before he died.


I don’t want to speculate on that side of things too much as everyone has their opinion and only a handful of people really know the truth.

What I do know is that a girl was robbed of her father. And the world was robbed of a true musician. I know Kurt’s voice was not the best that was out there but it was unique. His way of writing was accessible even though it wasn’t necessarily chart worthy.

The direction Kurt was starting to go in was most intriguing to me. And I really wish I had gotten to hear those unwritten tunes.

Whatever you think about Kurt, Courtney or Nirvana – the history has been made and I for one am very glad that they were around.

Saturday, 14 August 2010

Lovely day, lovely city, lovely people!

I went out for a lovely girly day with my friend Sophie, she very kindly had bought me this bag for my birthday - thank you Sophie, I love it!!!


Then this awful thing happened to me again - where this tshirt jumped into my hands and I had to buy it so I didn't get done for shoplifting ☺ I used to spend hours playing with such dolls as a small child so it has a lovely kick of nostalgia to it.

This is Liberty's - more beautiful outside than in - well that's my opinion, although inside is pretty special too!



They had some really weird window displays of dolls piled up on top of each other crammed into small spaces.  A fried egg dress with a bed covered in eggs....I'm not quite sure what it was all about but there was this gorgeous teapot!


The lights inside are non too shabby.


And neither are the shoes.


It is with some regret that I have to inform you that these lovely Vivienne Westwood shoes did not make it home with me.  Curse the £110 price tag that I just don't think I should pay on a pair of shoes that I would never wear, just look at and stroke (I don't wear heels).


I made it to Mother Mash.  AMAZING.  Great food, great choice and really friendly staff.  Peaches Geoldof put her head round the door and I may have snarled.


This is a Ukranian Cathedral, in the middle of a London street - next to it was a really secret looking garden - all signs of the wonderful architecture in London.


I don't know who he is but he looked friendly enough.


Lovely wet wonderful Summer.....hmmmm.


Sadly my picture of the store security dressed in top hat and tails and definitely in his 70's didn't come out.  What was special about him?  Well he hardly seemed able to walk but he stood in the shop door doing an amazing dance to the rap music that was being played.

Thursday, 12 August 2010

............and the beautiful

I found a picture of a house that I totally fell in love with.  You will find it at the bottom of the pictures.  It's actually Minnie's house in Disney World, Florida, but I really do believe it should be mine.  Then I spied the house that was the piano and the cello - it blew me away.  I'd happily live in either.  Then I stumbled across some other stunning properties, and it felt rude not to share.  (Some of the pictures are from Trey Ratcliff's wwwstuckincustoms.com website - if you've not seen this yet you really should - some of the images are absolutely amazing).

The good, the bad and the ugly.

With the Internet and mobile phones - everything seems so much more accessible - and the world almost feels smaller.  News can travel round the world in seconds.  Images following to be broadcast all over the world.  Lonely people don't have to be lonely anymore and people's good deeds don't have to be kept secret.

There are many good things to come out of this.  But sadly, there are also many bad things to come out of this.  I've always thought there is certain information about murders and war that we don't really need to know, pictures that we don't really need to see and I worry that people are getting desensitised to death/murder.

Today I saw a story that really highlighted the sadness of how we've all become so fascinated in getting a picture, quite often just for Facebook or Twitpic.  I posted a story about the sad abuse a little dog got and thankfully that was recorded but this story is just sad.

A 15 year old girl felt at the end of her tether.  She had lost her boyfriend, seen him with a new girlfriend and been disowned by her friends.  She knew it was just a stage and that she would get through it but she said she had to actually live through this stage first, and she couldn't.  She jumped off the top of a multi-storey car park and as she lay dying on the ground below some people came over and started taking pictures of her, not helping her, not calling an ambulance, not holding her hand so she wasn't alone as she died, taking bloody pictures!!!

R.I.P Robyn


But to balance things out a little - someone did a dirty deed and tried to drown an unwanted puppy but some young boy risked his life and jumped into the canal to save the puppy that had been thrown in - he's now got himself a new pet ☺

Monday, 9 August 2010

Today I hail Marc Jacobs

So the first big designer (oh yes this is such a bad pun) to not just think, but actually put the wheels into  motion to launch a plus size range of designer clothes.  Someone has realised that just because you are not stick thin does not mean you don't want to look good, glamorous or that you don't give two hoots about fashion.

I personally wouldn't call a size 14 plus size but when you think the average for designer clothes is a 6 - 10 (I'm talking UK sizing here so I guess that would be a 4 - 8 in the US?), anyway - I am really hoping that this brings forth a flood of designers catering for all women, or should that be catering for women that are all woman? Yeah I know, the puns just keep rolling.

Last year we had the drama of someone walking out on London Fashion week because the models were too big.  But we've seen the Dove advert be one of the most successful advertising campaigns for years - because they are using 'real' women.

Is this the start of the backlash against unrealistic images being forced down the vulnerable necks of children, women and some men?  There has been a call for any picture that has been airbrushed to have a foot note to say it's been airbrushed.  Someone out there is talking about making bra sizes that don't jump by two inches each time but go up inch by inch, ah it sounds so simple but still is not yet available.  Or Jones the boot makers being the first shoe company to realise that feet and people come in different shapes and sizes so what do you know - so do calf sizes - woo hoo - hail the genius.  Don't they say though that some of the best inventions are really obvious and staring you in the face all the time.

I personally could not think of anything more demoralising than seeing some skinny waif (yes I will bring that word back) strutting down the catwalk all cheekbones and shoulder blades, and you buy the outfit and shock horror, it doesn't drape off you it kind of clings to you....because you have a tummy and a bum.  Newsflash people - we are women we are meant to have a bust, a bum and a tummy.  I don't mean be over sized and not look after yourself but please don't starve yourselves to try to be a version of yourself that you wouldn't naturally be.

I am a UK 10 - 12 and am 5' 10" and I am the biggest I have ever been due to an inactive 4 years of illness and just age creeping up on me.  It's not big - but there are days I feel huge, now I wonder if this is a subliminal message going on inside telling me this because I don't look the same size as the girls in the magazines.  Not one person I know in real life says I am big......and they are not just being polite, so it does make you wonder.

I hail Marc Jacobs for hopefully setting a trend that will allow bigger people to wear glamorous clothes and hopefully fill the heads of the youth with better body images than they are currently being fed.

Sunday, 8 August 2010

Jet Pack

Hello people - just a little suggestion for some new music for you - you will know it's my brothers band by now I am sure, anyway - they have been working the circuit pretty impressively of late, playing some festivals and shows around the country.  There is a bit of record label interest - so I thought you might like to check out their tunes.  Please visit their myspace to hear their songs, read a bit about them and even buy their EP if you so wish http://www.myspace.com/jet-pack

Thanks people.

Saturday, 7 August 2010

Toy Story 3

I don't care if Pixar is more for children - I love them.  I don't think I've seen a Pixar film I haven't enjoyed - and UP is one of my all time favorite films.  So, last night I went to see Toy Story 3.  I'd been told it was a real tear jerker and fully grown men had been known to sob during the film.......this confused me.  Then I remembered the 'pulling on your heart strings' moment in UP and wondered if this was Pixar's new angle.

I didn't cry.  Not even close.  Maybe I'm just cold hearted but I think I tend to blub pretty easily these days.  I guess there was a bit of an emotional moment when Andy says good bye to his toys, but generally I'd say it was yet another great Pixar event.  I really loved it.  Is it my favorite Toy Story? Probably not, the first was probably the best - but this was a very close runner up.

(Yes there is a unicorn - how happy was I!!)

This time Andy has grown up and is going off to college, he is going to store his toys in the attic but they accidentally get put out in the trash.  They think Andy doesn't love them anymore and try to run away.  It results in them being taken to a day care centre where they are told they will have children to play with them all day, every day.  The toys are very happy about this and feel glad to have left Andy.  Of course reality is not the same as their dreams and they soon realise the day care centre is a nightmare........I'll leave the rest in case you go to see it - which of course you should.

Friday, 6 August 2010

A dog is a man's best friend

It's just a shame that 'man' can't always be the dogs best friend.

In the paper today I saw that some young idiot man has been convicted of abusing his dog.  I am not going to name him or post a picture of him, as I don't think he deserves that level of recognition as he seems to be the sort of person that might enjoy it.

He was filmed beating and kicking his puppy for about 20 minutes, to make his friends laugh.  I mean wtf? Seriously...how is that fun? How is that entertaining? There are so many things I could say but I am sure you get the picture and I doubt there is much need for me to turn the air blue.

Said person has been sentanced to 4 months in jail and been fined and told he can't have dogs for 'x' amount of years....surely that should be never, but anyway...............

Statistically there is very strong evidence to show that a young person that abuses an animal is far more likely - even to the extent of highly likely - to go on and abuse a person.

A puppies behaviour is very similar to a small child's behaviour - so if you can't tolerate one you might not be able to tolerate the other.

I know this wasn't quite a case of this - this was more of the owner using the dog to look big scenario - with no compassion for that other little living being at all.

A life is a life in my eyes.  Dog, human...........none of it should be taken for amusement or for money.  I am totally sick of seeing and hearing about people mistreating their dogs..............and their children but I am sure that is another blog post......

I almost apologise for this next picture - but sometimes a picture speaks far more than words ever can.

NOTHING should ever have to be put through something like this.  I've been talking about it a bit lately but it is something that I feel strongly about and something that sadly seems to be around far too often.  Do what you can to try to stop such things happening - maybe then we can all build a much nicer society for us, our children, our grand children, and so on, to live in.

Thursday, 5 August 2010

There's a great webpage called www.Jezebel.com

And they've just done an article that I thought I should share. 
http://jezebel.com/5603638/meet-the-modeling-agent-who-trafficked-underage-girls-for-sex?utm_source=Jezebel+Newsletter&utm_campaign=afab60351b-UA-142218-20&utm_medium=email#viewcomments
I've just read this and I don't really know what to say - part of me is absolutely shocked, horrified and disgusted and another part of me is not surprised at all but still equally disgusted, but I am not really sure which reaction is worse. I hate how having money/power seems to make people think they can get away with anything - and sadly they quite often do - if only we weren't all so slaved to the dollar maybe people's silence couldn't be bought so easily. Thing is - he's not the first and sadly won't be the last - but thank goodness for publications like Jezebel for putting a voice out there for those girls that have been unable to.

Raveonettes tackle dark things with breezy pop

I have long been the butt of people's jokes for liking The Raveonettes but I don't really care.  They do great little pop tunes and I don't need every song I hear to change the world.

And I have to say song of the day should go to them for this little number.  You might guess from the title about what the subject matter is: "Boys Who Rape Should All Be Destroyed".

The lyrics are quite hard hitting but it's done in such a saccharine sweet way.  Nada Surf tackled this subject wonderfully in Mother's Day as well.

It's sadly something we are hearing of more and more as people seem to be losing respect for so much and some girls are being gang raped as initiations which is again beyond sick.  What a society we are creating ay.

Wednesday, 4 August 2010

Ban Dog Fighting - I can't believe it's even an issue

http://www.aspca.org/fight-animal-cruelty/dog-fighting/ten-ways-to-help-end-dog-fighting.html

It's a sick world - that world that allows/partakes in dog fighting - I see it as a seperate world to mine as I don't like to think of things like that going on in a world I live in.

Anything getting hurt to make some idiot rich sickens me.

I will write a proper article about this in time, but, it's something that has always troubled me.  Greatly.  I definitely think a law should be brought in to be tougher on unregistered dog breeders and to make sure all dogs are chipped.  But of course those that are good will comply without hesitation - it's the ones causing the bother that will be less willing.  

I've seen footage of some dogs after the fights and it's some of the saddest things I have ever seen.

Check out the link and see if there is anything you can do to try to stop such a disgusting activity please and thank you!

Today I will be recommending the following....

So, I've told you that you should go and listen to the Dum Dum Girls right? Did you? Do you like? I hope so.
My latest thing to love is Best Coast, I got the CD about 10 days ago and it was released in the UK for proper on Monday. 


Bobb Bruno and Bethany Cosentino are Best Coast and apparently met at a party where a girl jumped out of the window.  Now I don't know if the girl jumping out of the window brought them together and it has put some funny images into my head, but I hope the girl was ok.  This record is like a 60's pop record - nice and straightforward, nice isn't always bad you know - it's a misused word at times.  It's great pop, the songs are a bit like love letters of a teenager but don't let that put you off.


I have a new book to read by Augusten Burroughs that is a follow up to his amazing book Dry.  You might know of him from the film Running With Scissors - I didn't really like the book to be honest but something drew me to buying Dry.....it fast became one of my favorite books.  It is about Augusten and his road to sobriety - it's funny and it's dark and it's honest.  Read it.  A Wolf At The Table is the follow on from that but is going backwards to his very early childhood.  I am hoping it is as good, no doubt disturbing but hopefully it's injected with Augustens own eloquence and charm.


Tuesday, 3 August 2010

A sprinkle of glitter, a dab of glue and a little bit of fairy dust

So what’s been going on in the world of Ali – a hurricane of sparkle is what.

I had the best birthday weekend that went way too fast and I was impressively spoilt with an array of books, cd’s, accessories and ‘stuff’. Of course the best thing about this is that a lot of my loved ones were around me for the weekend which always means more to me than anything. And I do genuinely mean that. Of course we all love to receive great gifts but I’d rather see someone in person and spend time with them. I still have gifts and meals to come so it’s exciting to have my birthday stretched out over a few weeks because of it – I can totally see why the Queen insists on two birthdays and if it’s good enough for her it’s sure as heck is good enough for me.

I don’t know who reading this lives in London or who is planning to come to London but there are some places I went to that are really worth a mention.

The Haberdashery.
This is a lovely little café in my neck of the woods. It’s totally like I dreamed up my perfect café and then they made it. It’s all healthy and fresh food. The food is served on mismatched vintage plates, the hot chocolate is served in bowls, there are little cotton flags up in the shop as décor, the till area is like an old fashioned sweet shop and the bread is served up in flower pots.

The Diner

This is a chain that is popping up all over the place and I am very glad for that fact – the décor is lovely – but I really do think the staff should dress up all 50’s to make the atmosphere just so. Anyway – they seriously do the best milkshakes!



The King’s Head

Not far from me, is this lovely looking pub. Downstairs there is live entertainment and many a comedian has chipped his tooth, so to speak on this stage. The Roasts are devine, and my veggie needs are catered for beautifully.



Waterlow Park

Highgate is famous for many things – but this lovely park is situated just off from the centre and leads through to Highgate Cemetery – some dude called Karl Marx is buried there. It’s £3 to go in but it is worth it. The park of course is free, and comes with duck pond and café, sunshine can’t be guaranteed though.


 
Mother Mash


Who knew about this place? I surely didn’t and I can’t wait to find the time to put my bum on one of their seats and have a 3 course mash potato hit! Heaven is on earth after all.

Hamley’s

One of the worlds largest toy stores….in fact, I think it is the largest toy store in the world, it’s amazing I don’t have residency there. Just one word of warning, it’s very hot in here and the drinks are about £2 per bottle.



Irregular Choice

I love these shoes. Full stop. I don’t wear heels though so it saves me a lot of money. They recently moved store and sadly this beautiful wall decoration has not been replicated in the new store – I’m hoping that is something they will change. Shoes range from about £40 - £120 and are lovely!


See, all this in one weekend, added together with lots of presents and lots of lovely people - it really made me realise how lucky I am!