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.
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8 comments:
Hope you remembered the snow shoes for your run around Hyde Park. But maybe in your dream there was only bright sunshine?!
in my dreams . . . it's always lightly snowing in London. lol.
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!
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 . .
What a loverly dream! I know just the "round pond" you speak of . . . with the swans gliding gracefully by.
*snooze button* Zzzzzzz . . . .
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.
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!
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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