Passing the days in London...

It is now 2 weeks since we arrived from the lush beaches of India to the cold and grey of London.

We are entertaining ourselves (and others it seems) by frequenting 'not very posh' pubs for cheap English food - I have taken to a pensioners' special available between 2pm and 5pm of fish and chips, a piece of bread and butter and a cuppa tea for the princely sum of only 2.99. If it will do for Grandma, it will do for me.

We are, however, extremely lucky to be sleeping on the floor of a super-super central location. This is a picture of the Millenium Bridge (St Pauls is the dome in the background) and we are squatting in the dark brown building on the far right hand edge of this picture, on the Thames. This is our base for surfing the internet for Hollywood gossip, watching CSI re-runs on daytime TV and launching ourselves into the cold to visit free museums and galleries.

Despite some initial trepidation, we have also ventured into London's social milieu a few times.
Megan (former workmate at DLA PF in Wellington) was flying back home to a cushy job - and the end of a New Zealand summer - just as we arrived. My sister Regan also had her Casablanca-themed 30th party before herself jetting off to India for a holiday - so a man in a fez and an attempt at a French 'Resistance' agent (but apparently more of an air hostess) joined in..
All this lounging around must come to an end at some point though .. (we are trying) .. and Shaun and I each have an interview in the next week or so. Hopefully the next post may contain news of some gainful employment .. and an impending loss of freedom!

M