Dan got lucky with his rota and was scheduled the whole week before Christmas off. Obviously we wanted to do something with the time, and with Rebecca being in South Africa for the holiday, we sorted out a little trip to London.
Amy enjoyed the journey, it passed really quickly. Roy and Julie met us at Kings Cross and we headed down to the British Museum (one of my favourite places in London).
Running round the Elgin Marbles.
Climbing the steps round the reading room. The great court is just brilliant, the roof was designed by Norman Foster and completed in 2000. Apparently it's the largest covered square in Europe.
Grandma and Bobbie.
Amy getting very excited about spotting an eye painted on a mummies coffin.
Tennyson was a local Lincolnshire lad. There's a statue of him and his dog outside the chapterhouse of Lincoln Cathedral that Amy and I often play hide and seek around. Locals say that at the stroke of midnight he climbs down from the plinth and roams the neighbourhood! Needless to say, I've not bumped into him yet.
First time on the tube.
Yummy pizza at Southfields.
Back at the flat.
