At the end of the evening they used to play this song and I used to dance with my Dad. So much so, that I was eventually sent to Ballroom dancing lessons on a Saturday morning. I can remember having the silver sparkly shoes. I completed my Bronze and Silver medal and can still dance a foxtrot, quickstep and of course the waltz. Oh how I would love to have the last waltz one more time with my dear old Dad; the one that would last forever. As always, take your partners and enjoy!
Sunday: Post script from Boxing Day. I had a lovely What's App chat with my Italian friend who has gone back to Italy for the holidays. He could not believe my photos of an empty London (he likes photography also). He showed me a wonderful photo of his parents, they looked so happy and still so much in love. I told him it gave me some hope! We laughed. He was on the beach on Boxing Day for a run; I told him that I have not left my room. He showed me some photos of his home town and whilst it looked idyllic, I can see why those who have left London are now, by day three, going a little cabin crazy. I am like this after a day in Zone Three! Still it was lovely to have a chat with The Italian.
So Sunday. Awful nights sleep. I must have woken up six times. I was so warm. I have my lovely winter duvet on, I mean it is December. But when the temperature outside is 12 degrees at night it is no wonder I am warm. It is amazing what rubbish comes and goes in your head at these times. Every time I reverted back to my meditation technique; and every time I dozed back off and was awake when the alarm went off.
So Sunday and the usual routine. Up, showered, hair washed and on the bus to my meditation group. I decided yesterday when I put myself into cabin fever that today I would go out and do something. Still not sure at this point what it is going to be.
|Not my phone, but it looks like this :(|
Well I should have stayed in bed, that is what I should have done. Firstly, I was baptised by a cup of hot chocolate when someone at the cafe decided to hug someone else whilst holding a hot cup of chocolate. All down my coat. Great, now I will have to pay to get that cleaned. Secondly, on the way from group I ceremoniously dropped my phone and smashed the screen. Great, just great. I was going to Oxford Street to look around the shops, so now had to look for a new phone. I was due an upgrade back in April but never took it. Now you think that would be simple wouldn't you? Nope. O2 never got my Change of Name Deed and now I have to send them an email and scanned copy of my Change of Name Deed before I can have my upgrade! To say I was not in the best of moods this afternoon would be a slight understatement and I am congratulating myself on not unleashing the flying monkeys.
Amazed myself tonight Brace yourself for this. I played on the X Box alone. Not only did I manage to switch the damn thing on I also managed to go up two levels on a new game: Star Wars Lego (for 7 year old plus lol). I was so excited, purely for the fact I could switch it on and find the game. I have had a good teacher, but who would have thought I would be playing on an X Box. So not a bad day; been tested but hey that is me.
Rounded off the evening watching my beloved U2 in concert. But more about that in a few days!
Bank Holiday Monday: Well O2 redeemed themselves. Took the bus back up to Oxford Street and saw the same woman who served me yesterday. She was amazed that they had updated my change of name so quickly. I don't do bad for an old bird you know! I attached a PDF document to an email. A PDF document I had scanned. I know at least one person I used to live with who would have struggled with any technology and they were ten years younger than me!
So now I have a lovely now iPhone 6S. I called in the Apple Store in Regent Street and was served by a rather nice American (sigh) guy. Note to self: spend more time just wandering around the Apple Store, looking cool. So I do not know what to call said new phone. It is a toss up between Ophelia or Patsy. Why I hear you cry? Well Ophelia as my last iPhone was dropped in the sea and almost drowned, unlike Ophelia that did. Or Patsy as eventually the same said iPhone ended up getting smashed ....... just like Patsy in AbFab!
London has been glorious today. I went out with my shades on as the Winter sun was so low and bright. London is heaving with tourists. It is like they have just appeared over the past few days. Oxford Street and Regent Street was full of them. I really do not know what makes people think that they can walk along Regent Street, holding arms, six across! Then pull out the bloody selfie stick outside of Hamley's. Needless to say, I achieved what I needed to do and was back on the bus home.
Tuesday: All good things come to an end and so back to the 9.00-5.00. Today I feel like the size of a small African country. I think it is called the aftermath of Christmas. It was a very quiet day and fortunately, it passed quickly. Back home and a quiet night. PPLP popped over with a cat carrier. More about this later but needless to say we are catnapping later in the week. Ironing done, well the bed linen and two tops and that was it. Not a bad day.
Wednesday: It is so quiet in the morning. I feel as if I am the only one awake going to work. 9.00-5.00 was very quiet, but it passed. Andy had cooked dinner. Macaroni cheese and vegetables. Very enjoyable. So just a relaxing evening watching Peter Kay on the TV and both of us laughing very loud. I love car share and we watched my favourite episode, the one when she is drunk. So silly, but so funny! Happy days............ Lady Diana!
Thursday: So, another year over and a new one just begun. I forgot to mention and an article on the news has just reminded me. The other day, when I was in Regent Street, I was walking side by side to two armed police. I did not like it. I do not like guns. They were just walking and chatting along the street with these huge guns in their hands. Ironically (and I wished I could have taken a photo but probably would have got arrested), one of the officers was a woman and she had a huge engagement ring on her finger, on the hand that was holding this huge gun. I thought to myself, how ironic. Something so natural and beautiful (the diamond) coupled with something so cold and chilling. I did not like this feeling but thought, well if anything is going to happen now at least it will be quick. It is not a good feeling to see armed police walking on the streets of where I live. I know this is the 'norm' in many countries; yet it still does not sit comfortably for me.
New Year's Eve. What happened there? It was Easter last time I looked (well not really but that was when I moved to London). I cannot believe how quick the time has flown by; yet it feels on the other hand that I have been here forever. 9.00 to 5.00 (and yes I did have to stay until 5.00) come and went and I called into Iceland and bought numerous nibbles as we had decided to stay in and have a buffet. The thing about NYE, now matter where you live, is it is busy, expensive and can get rapidly out of hand. Multiply that thought by 1000 and you have life in London. It said on the news tonight that there are 2000 armed police on the streets tonight. I do not like this. To see the fireworks you need a ticket and all the streets nearby will be closed and so busy. So we decided to stay at home and watch the show from our lounge window.
We had a lovely evening, few drinks and our little buffet then just before midnight we opened the windows in the Lounge and hang out of the window.You could here the helicopters circling waiting for midnight. We had the TV on at the same time and it was a bit surreal. We hang out of the window looking at the fireworks at Big Ben. OK it was not a front room view, but we could see them rising up in the sky. The Shard pulsated with the chimes of Big Ben, it looked stunning then the fireworks really kicked off. London has never looked so beautiful. I knew that people all round the world would be looking at the fireworks and some of you, just some of you, would also be thinking of me here in London (and some of you have messaged me since saying that you were - so thank you).
I was so excited to be in London watching the fireworks. I still have to pinch myself that this is my home town. I just love it here. So here I am thinking of 2015 now passed. It was a good year for me, tinged with sadness. Moving away after 24 years and losing my dear, sweet friend Steve; yet creating a new me and a new life as a city girl. Thank you 2015 you have served me well. So I am sitting on my bed, looking out of my window at The Shard who is now pure white at the top and has rippling lights. The traffic is starting to build up now and the buses are still running. It is free travel tonight on the bus until 4.30am!
Well my friends this is my last post in Scrumpet Scripts 2015. Thank you for all your love and support. I just love hearing from you and your comments on my ramblings of a mad woman! It has been one of the best years ever. Life changing events, new adventures, new friends and most importantly, new memories. London has given me a life! For that I will always be thankful. So here is to 2016 and what that may bring. I have a trip to look forward to, a 29th birthday and new adventures. So, please follow me next year at Scrumpet Scripts 2016 - it would not be the same with out you.
As always, with my love and best wishes for 2016 x