The Dogs Are Barking

My feet hurt like a mother effer.


I walked up and down Portobello Road today with the mission to find a trio - a matching set of antique cup, saucer and dessert plate.


All I found was a bunch of crap and overpriced merchandise.


I was a bit enchanted with some of the antique prints and artwork offered for between 5 and 12 pounds ($10 - $24 American). I was also on the hunt for a nice sterling spoon to give to my soon-to-be-born niece, Maevey Bean. No such luck - the closest I came was a sterling baby spoon with a G engraved on it... Can we change the name to Gaeve?

No.


I left this London tourist destination with some special spices (Thai and Indian curries) and a couple bath fizzes from the glam/natural British purveyor Fresh.


I've had a great time here eating Thai and Moroccan food and also I enjoyed the most fabulous cupcake at the Hummingbird Bakery on Portobello Road.


Thursday night we caught a musical - Mary Poppins. It's the hot show to see right now considering it's closing in January. We found half price tickets for about $50 a piece American. The set and the music were phenomenal - the performers were out of this world. At the very end they hoisted Mary on a cable, complete with her opened umbrella. She sailed over the entire theatre crowd and vanished through a hole in the ceiling. The theatre had her lit especially well to show her shadow sailing up on a side wall and I got more than a bit teary eyed.


I cannot believe that a London production of Mary Poppins made me cry - but I suppose it has something to do with the fact I have lots of fond memories of watching that movie on television each year as a little girl with stringy, blonde hair. I also remembered performing several of those songs when in Montessori school - early in my short lived singing career.

Tonight I think we're eating more Indian or perhaps South African food.

But first, I must take a nap and recharge - it's Saturday night in London so who knows when we'll go to bed.