We really couldn’t believe our luck at having discovered these bookable moorings in London. We really made the most of our base to explore. The city is diverse as old and modern intermingle, Eric spent several years commuting into London for work and took great delight in walking around familiar sights, although his 60’s tower block has long since been replaced.
Most of the week we basked in sunshine but the day it rained, oh boy did it rain,
but it didn’t last and I took the opportunity to visit one of England’s well known trendy wool shops, Loop, only 10 minutes walk from Firecrest. And yes as far as yarn shops go, Loop is to knitters like me, yarn candy, wool heaven, fibre porn, you name it, it was divine. However, whether its because of its location, its customers, its media awareness, it came with a warning, do not cross the thresh hold without a healthy bank balance, cause it might not be so healthy when you leave. (Don’t worry Eric, I’d left the credit card at home)
But I’d been shocked at the price of a skein of yarn in London, Eric was shocked at the price of a pint in London. But I just couldn’t help be drawn into those beautiful old London Pubs, full of etched glass. The Camden Head is close to the mooring and if you get your timing right, there’s free comedy shows most nights.
We had left it too late to stay for the set the day we went in, because we had treated ourselves to tickets for a west end show. We were going to see Les Miserables, at the Sondheim. Now that was worth every penny. Everything about the theatre, production, the atmosphere was amazing. And if time had permitted we’d have gone again the following night. But we had reached the end of our week and with the memorable songs coursing through our souls we prepared to move on.
And just one more night
