Sebastian here (again!). I’ve begged and pleaded my way into writing this blog post. Apparently, you-know-who thinks I am taking too many turns as she has lots and lots of photos that she thought you might like to see. I’ve given her £1.57 to let me write this one. I know it’s bribery but really, this one is right up my alley, so to speak.
The day started out ordinarily enough with a trip to the Underground. Check out this view from the top of this escalator.
I thought it was a ride like those at Disney World! They convinced me otherwise.
First we all had our photos taken in front of The National Gallery. I couldn’t quite figure out why they wanted to go there. I didn’t see my likeness in any of those paintings, but they were just getting warmed up for the good stuff.
I thought the good stuff was a trip to the Krispy Kreme here. You know I love doughnuts. What is interesting is what we ordered there. We had what they call filtered coffee, a Coke with a bendy straw – I like those bendy straws in every drink – and some doughnuts.
The pretty one is unlike any we have at home. The topping was called Glamour Glaze and this one was currant flavored. I have to say, I am not a fan, but it sure was pretty. It shimmered like fairy wings!
What I didn’t know was that I was about to meet one of my forebears. When I found out that Paddington was right outside the Krispy Kreme, I got a case of nerves. It took some words of encouragement,
but I finally did have my photo made next to Paddington and was ever so glad that I did. He’s a very nice chap. I had nothing to be concerned about.
That is until they, the two of them, went to have dinner with a whole bunch of people that he works with.
I only came out once to be introduced to the crowd and then I went promptly back in the sack. I thought for sure that I would be in all the photos but apparently I was just another pretty face in the crowd.