Three of the best things to come from my visit to London this week...
1) a reminder that the antique clothing/jewellery stalls behind Islington High Street are truly
wondrous.

2) Commercial Tavern, Commercial Street: lovely place, awful wine.
3) finding out about www.theselby.com from Faye.
Good find (see picture)
On to Planes. My parents have just flown off on their summer holiday and I can honestly say I have never seen such concise flight details - even when I'm the one flying. I have their reservation numbers, flight numbers, departure gates, seat numbers and I think even the Pilots shoe size. Just in case.
Automobiles. Or, to be more specific - MY automobile. My shiny new car arrives in a few short weeks and I am most excited. I am not the sort of person who buys a new car. I am the sort of person who feels sorry for a really old car that is a nice colour, takes pity on it and then forks out hundreds on keeping it spluttering along. But then along came the Fiat 500...a thing of beauty.
Right, better go and pack. Getting a train back to London in the morning. Seriously.
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