Then this weekend turned to fun times. I went back to London (again - it's becoming a habit, one I like) with the girls. And a friend of theirs.
Obviously I had to take them to Primark. We were there for almost two hours. I did my best to not lose the plot, and we had the usual reward for surviving that chaos afterwards when we went to our favourite place in Chinatown.
We wandered over to Trafalgar Square after because there is always something going on. There was the obligatory street performer, and the blue
There was a general appreciation for just being in London and enjoying life really.
As we walked back up through Leicester Square on our way to the Piccadilly underground station we happened upon the fountain, no longer engulfed in scaffolding. This provided more excellent fun.
Emily's theory that she knew which way the water was spurting proved to be totally unfounded much to our entertainment.
And the final chuckle of the day was provided by Em on the train home when she got out her fake nails that she purchased in Primark. And promptly glued her finger and thumb together.
Nothing that can't be fixed with nail polish remover but she had to wait an hour until we were home. Oooops!