ITS HOT, HOT, HOT!

Oh yeah, Baby. :-)

It's official, London is in a heat wave. We are at alert status 3.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.

What does that mean?

Well, it is 30C (or above) during the day and above 15C at night.

OH NO!

To be honest, it was a very humid heat.

This is where the water soaked ground finally gets warm enough to allow it to vapourise. Effectively, its a warm mist from your feet up.

A JUNE WALK IN REGENTS PARK

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We decided to meet our friend, Hysen, at Baker Street station.

To get there we had to get the tube and as we were bored we decided to take some photos.

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We walked from the station to Regent's Park.

It's Art, Darling.

Oh yeah, I decided to get some culture (not the yogurt kind) and went to an art market adjacent to Spitafields Market with a friend.

Now, to be truly arty they decided it'd be called a car boot art market even though there were only two cars.

One of the cars was covered with squares of mirrored tiles. In the spirit of artiness we decided to try and capture my image in the tiled bonnet.
One guy decided to dress up as a devil and charge people £1.50 to take a photograph of him with or without them in it.

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As you can see this particular devil was very wiry and tall.
I'm not sure if that was art, but it was interesting to see a grown man in red lycra.

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We continued to wonder around. We saw everything from cupcakes being sold with individual art on top in the form of icing pictures to spray cans of perfume which go onto your clothes like purple paint but then become invisible. The latter wasn't a very nice smell so it did hamper their sales a little bit.

All in all, it was very very interesting but generally not my kind of art.

WHAT I FOUND

On Sunday I had a long and multi transport trip to visit a friend so I began early; well early for a Sunday (9.30am).

I caught the bus to Earls Court Station which contained only the most enthusiastic sightseers and the hungover night clubbers on the way home.

None the less I braved them with my winning smile. See :-)

Alighting at Earls Court Station I ran across the road (yeah, I was running late!) then into the station. Elegantly (hee hee) I stumbled down the stairs at speed to the train platform only to see the train doors sliding shut.

Imagine a 'Closing Doors' scenario.

I was severely pissed oorf (as a friend of mine would say) at my misfortune; as well as the immense embarrassment of my predicament.

Suddenly, I noticed a medium sized duty free shopping bag flopping to the ground (I had just rolled a 20! for spot).

Now, here is the dilemma....

1. London is a terrorist target and has had things blowing up in well known tube stations (this was one of such import).

2. This line takes people from the airport to most areas of London so this could be something nice (or very very nice). :-)

There I stood mentally calculating likelihood of me coming to harm versus me finding a very expensive gift.

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Suddenly I hear a crowd of people and my decision is made.

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I legged it to where this mystery bag hangs precariously at the edge of the platform and scooped it up.

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It was light. (this didn't bode well for something nice). :-(

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I noticed that it wasn't ticking but it was a large rectangular box, once I began feeling the contents of the bag.

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Ohhhhh. As they say.... Curiosity killed the cat. ;-)

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On this occasion? Not so.

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Yes, you guessed it. I had bagged (hee hee) myself a carton of Marlbro Extra Lights. Ohhh Cigarettes.

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YUCK!!!!!! PHEW EEEEE!!!!!

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What am I going to do with that?!

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All my friends aren't smokers. Those few that were, haven't smoked for years. AND they didn't smoke those.

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mmmmmmm

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I've been told by learned friends that my find was worth £50.00. Now I just need to sell them to someone to realise this.

VOLUNTEERING

I volunteered to be apart of a work sponsored day at a local primary school. Our aim for the day was to set up, run and clean up after, a school fate.
The school was typical of one situated in London i.e. large old building (approx built in 1800's) with a tiny amount of outside space (all of which was concrete). It was hidden away behind the surrounding high rise flats.

We started the day by hearing what we were in for and a cup of tea in the schools tiny library. It was a bit difficult sitting on the tiny chairs.

As some of the signage was tired a few of us decided to create new posters.

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Now we set to and started putting up our signs.

Precisely at 2pm the school gates were opened to the public. We each manned a stall.

Most of the stalls had very simple games but were hugely popular. For example, the Treasure Island was an old suitcase with a lock on it. You had to pick a key out of a bag of keys. If you were lucky you could open the box and then choose one of the 'treasure' items inside.


One of our colleagues bravely volunteered to be put in the stocks and get wet sponges thrown at him.








At the end of the day we got a couple of group shots.