London Baby!

Hi again everyone. I’ve been desperate to write since I got home yesterday, to tell you all about my exciting day, but Mummy insisted on boring things, like dinner, a bath and bedtime. Anyway, I’m writing now.

Yesterday I went really far from home and experienced all sorts of new things. I went to London.

The day started in the usual way – milk, my breakfast of pancakes and yoghurt, and then some time playing with Daddy to make him late for work. As I like to do from time to time, I opted out of a nap and instead wanted to play, so we did that until it was time to go.

Mummy then loaded up my chariot with all sorts of useful things, and we walked to a new place – The Train Station. Mummy has a bad habit of being early for everything, so we waited there for a while and then got onto a Train. Trains are good fun. They’re long, and full of people. But Mummy found a quiet carriage and helped me out of my chariot so that I could explore. That was good fun too, except every time I got close to the nice lady with the shiny screen Mummy picked me up and put me back down near our belongings again. She didn’t seem to understand that I wanted to get to the screen, and muttered something about the lady trying to work.

After a very long time we arrived at a different Train Station, this time one called London Waterloo, and Mummy explained that we were now in London. And we promptly got off the train and headed over to a Bus. I’ve heard of buses, of course, and know that they have wheels that go round, wipers that go swish, horns that go beep, mummies that go shh and so on. But I hadn’t realised they’d be so full of nice people who smiled at me and told me how wonderful I was. One particularly nice man chatted away to me and showed me how to clap. I’m not sure I’ve quite got the hang of it yet, but I’ll work on it.

By the time we got off the bus I was very hungry, so we went to a place called Tavistock Square Gardens and Mummy revealed that one of the useful things she’d brought with us was a picnic lunch for me. It was very yummy, and it was nice to eat it outside. I particularly enjoyed the strawberries, which fortunately I finished just before my Aunt Lucy arrived, as I suspect she might have tried to pinch some of them!

Aunt Lucy then took us to a shop, except it wasn’t like any shop I’ve been to before, as there were a few comfy chairs, and we were the only customers, and it was filled with long white dresses. Aunt Lucy kept disappearing behind a curtain with the shop assistant, and re-appearing in yet another white dress. Mummy got a bit emotional at a couple of points, but seemed happy at the end. To look at them you’d have thought they’d bought something, except they didn’t take any of the dresses with them. I was too tired to worry about it by that stage so had a little sleep in my chariot instead.

When I woke up Mummy was sipping wine with Aunt Lucy, and eating food. I ate some of the food but she refused to let me try the wine, so I had to have my usual water. She gets a bit over-protective when it comes to her wine. They chatted for AGES, but then I got back in my chariot and we walked to the Train Station. London is very big and there were lots of buildings (very tall ones) and people (all shapes and sizes) to look at. There was also a bridge over a river, where we stopped to take some pictures (what is it about mummies and taking pictures??).

On the train home there were a lot more people than on the train into London, and one of them tickled my feet. Lots of them were holding shiny little screens, like the one Mummy is permanently attached to, but she wouldn’t let me put their screens in my mouth either. Such a silly rule.

So there you have it – my account of my big day out in London. We’re going to go again soon, but not to look at dresses this time. I’m hoping there will be another bus, and another picnic. Bye for now.