And Ian would be mock charging if he was here to hear it. It's so strange that our tastes in music have so diverged - we used to love the same songs, but now I find myself bopping to a song in a shop, only to get that 'OMG, you don't really like this, do you?' look from him. Really people - Snoop is shit hot! Confirm?
So we went to Picadilly Circus last night - forgot the camera like dumbasses. The walk served to confirm that heeled boots won't cut it for very long. The jacket search was pretty fruitless. But it was worth the sights, by far - as I walked out of the tube, Ian said 'turn around', and there were those enormous screens. Brand new shops in age-old buildings. It was cold but I felt great, really great! The tube is growing less scary, just gotta keep remembering to stay on the right hand side.
The best two pieces of advice so far:
Ian - don't come here only to diss the Brits and complain about how it's so different to SA.
Mum - don't be blase - that's blAh-zAy - about it, everything is new, so take it that way, don't be scared to be a tourist.
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