01 February, 2009

"Lucid Dreaming . . . "

Good evening,

Next week begins a somewhat gruesomely busy 10 days in my life, so tonight, before I drift off into the world of dreams, I've decided to go on a little REM sleep vacation before the gauntlet of Monday begins . . . .

ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz . . . . . . .

. . . . just landed at London/Heathrow and have only a few moment before the taxi carries me away to South Kensington to my favourite hotel near Hyde Park.

First, a yummy dinner at the Indian place around the corner - and a good night's slumber . . . then there's a morning run through Hyde Park, with a few laps around "the round pond" by Kensington Palace as the day begins.

After a shower, a yummy breakfast at the hotel, and the required "viente, 1/2 caf, non-fat latte" from the Starbucks near the High Street . . . then maybe some shopping.


David Linley's shop in Pimlico for amazing hard-carved home accessories . . .

Hackett, in Sloane Square, for a few new things for my wardrobe . . . wander down King's Road to search for antiques . . .

or brave the crowds at Portobello Road Market. Hopefully, some antique tartanware from that great little place in Gray's Antique Market . . , or maybe Henry Gregory?

in the afternoon, the glories of Bond Street - Burberry, Pringle, Gieves & Hawkes. . . and a wander through the Polo Store. Oh, can't forget Crockett & Jones for some new shoes. And, hell, Paul Smith too.

gonna need some culture . . . some Shakespeare - "Henry V" or "Midsummer Night's Dream" - and hopefully some new productions in the theatre district . . . and let's chuck in a big-budget musical just for balance.

The National Portrait Gallery, near Saint Martin's-in-the-Field. It has been, and remains, one of my all-time favourite art/history galleries.

and finally, a glorious Sunday service at Westminster Abbey . . . and since I'm in charge of this dream, we'll have all my favourite hymns, the 8 part Martin Mass for double choir, and the Bach G Major Prelude/Fugue as the postlude.

beep, beep, beep, beep.
time to get up and face the week.

tartanscot

8 comments:

columnist said...

Hope you remembered the snow shoes for your run around Hyde Park. But maybe in your dream there was only bright sunshine?!

Scot Meacham Wood said...

in my dreams . . . it's always lightly snowing in London. lol.

GrannySmithGreen said...

We could so go on vacation together! Last time I was in London we stayed just in the location you described--on Cromwell Street to be exact. We could see V&A from our room. Ahh, to be in England!

Scot Meacham Wood said...

LOL . . . I stayed on Cromwell Rd. when I was there for Christams '06! but, a bit further down closer to the tube stop. And OMG . . . my dream self SO has to go into the V&A . .

Anonymous said...

What a loverly dream! I know just the "round pond" you speak of . . . with the swans gliding gracefully by.

*snooze button* Zzzzzzz . . . .

Scot Meacham Wood said...

yes, I love seeing those swans as well, but frankly, as a runner, it makes the trip around the pond a bit treacherous trying to avoid all the swan 'crap' everywhere.

Tickled Pink And Green said...

Oooh I miss London. I lived there back in 1987.

I had David Linley & his wife Serena Stanhope on one of my plane flights back around 1998-ish. David is very quiet and nice. She seems to be the more outgoing one.

I love tartan too!

Pigtown*Design said...

I stay on Cromwell Road, too! Unfortunately, this last trip, they were booked for a couple of the days I wanted, and I didn't want to switch hotels mid-week.

Isn't Linley marvelous!!! We sold them some wood for a job they were doing in the states when I was in the architectural salvage biz.

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