Mr.Duck on 22/11/2008 at 14:47

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But not of sheep or amalgamation of those, plz.

:cool:

jay pettitt on 22/11/2008 at 23:05

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did Fett just say fuck?!?

rachel on 24/11/2008 at 22:43

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Back! Had a great time in London with freezing cold and rain (No, seriously I loved it).

Fun.

... and going to bed now. will post the pics tomorrow.

rachel on 27/11/2008 at 09:42

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The complete lack of electrical power in my building for the last 36 hours also is :erg: (Hopefully to be fixed today)*
Don't really have time for write up here at work, and pics are on the HD at home anyway. Sorry bout that. :(


[edit] checked at lunch, fixed at last \o/ Expect the blurry pics and account tonight then :)

rachel on 28/11/2008 at 01:07

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Well after the usual shoe-X-raying and liquid-bagging nonsense I arrived in London without a hitch after a very pleasant flight. Then, in spite of having plenty of time ahead to make the meet, I immediately proceeded to forget that Londoners don't have a metro service worthy of a civilized world, but this monstrous maze they call the Tube, and managed to be late.

After some texting frenzy to <s>build hype</s>ask for patience, I finally emerged of the Holborn tube station, where I was quickly found by N'Al and Jay.

We immediately left the premises on a quest for a pub, the aforementioned Shakespeare Head. Many a french fries and sausages were consumed there, along with a few (half)pints of non-Guiness beer.

After tending to thirst and hunger, we then departed from this fine establishment to look for... more food and drinks, wandering in the general direction of Covent Garden.

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Covent Garden, blurry but nice.

I must say I loved Covent Garden. With the night falling and the illuminations it looked like a postcard. Beautiful place it is. Freezing cold too. Loved it. :)
(Obviously, my pic is not the postcard I had in mind...)

I proposed to look for a place with sweet munchables we could use as desserts. We found such a place, and as we discussed whether we would stay or not, I re-joined the queue which we had inadvertently left during our deliberations. This deeply offended Jay who considered it bona-fide queue-jumping. Fortunately for me, the old lady who followed us confirmed we had arrived before and were entitled to our place in the queue, and I kept my honour bright.

Then we took more pics as we feasted on tarts and hot chocolate/coffee.

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We talked of various things, gaming, movies and music, and the various degrees of nerdiness attained by our respective selves. Among other things, I thought that the place was beautifully lit, what with these blue light ribbons thingies hanging from the ceiling.

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Cylon spies are amongst us.

The ribbon's lights lit up from the top down and conversely, which prompted me to remark it was almost, but not quite, entirely unlike the Cylon headlamps.

True story, the exact second I said that, the lights turned red, making it look exactly like Cylon stuff. Creepy. They're among us, folks, I tell you.


The place was cool but it was also cold, so we left, not without listening to some Michael Jackson-backed street artist doing a dance that was not quite recognizable. On the way out we also heard opera but arrived at the scene after it finished and couldn't see a thing.

So we did what TTLGers do best: look for a pub. And a pub we found.

And this time, Guiness was on the agenda. Followed by more beer. N'Al had to go some place afterwards so after hanging out for a while, we ended it there. Jay and I went back through Covent Garden to the Tube station, and he went his way and I went mine.

Thus endeth the moot.