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Sprinting through places.

Today my neice was in a sprint mode so we made three different trips out.Early morning we went to Nottinghill and enjoyed the festivity of the weekend in the colourful town,I have always loved the colourful painted houses so could not resist a photograph for my wall at home, sold by the photographer, enlarged to slate size.It was all of twelve pounds but he could not shell out a two pound change so waved it off.I felt a little sad so asked him again if he was sure and he said a definate yes.
We also had mixed fruit juice in pineapple shell with pineapple slices.By mid-afternoon we had had a lemony day,my neice concluded.
We had lunch at an italian place where they were serving home-cooked meal Annie had Gnocci and I had beef lasagne with ice tea and lemon.Annie was not impressed with the food.She thought she had eaten better.We walked up and down the open air market while Annie picked bits amd bob from this stall and that.
I needed a suit-case so I bought one for half the price quoted in London the other day.I was very tempted to buy antique bathroom bits but I restrained myself literally.
We were back from Notting-hill for a break ,had a cup of coffee and then went off to Camden town.Camden town was I think a bit too much for both of us ,we were overwhelmed by the sheer crowd,their wierdness and the endless shops.Annie bought a few t-shirts but for me it was sometime before I realised I was standing in front of a guitar shop and in I went to pick up a capo for my guitar.
We walked all the way to chalk-farm and boarded the underground back to monument.After a quick cuppa and a short break, off we went to the south-bank to catch Tate's gallery which was hosting a whole new set of art and not as impressive as the last time.
We caught the Thames and the paraphenalia at bright daylit 9 PM as we walked back home.We saw a lot of preofessional photgraphers perched on top of the millineum bridge trying to catch St Paul's cathedral at late dusk on a bright summer day.
Walky talky by twilight and reflecting it-Courtesy Annie.

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