In which we talk about London and trains

Yesterday was youngest son's 8th birthday. Where on earth have those years gone? It seems like only last week that I was grabbing the midwife round the throat demanding an epidural (and husband saying calmly that I was too far gone to have one - 'shut you patronising b.....d, what the hell do you know?')

Anyway, all that aside, we went to London on the train for a nice family day out. On the Train. Pah. Had to stand all the way there. 55 minutes in a hot a sweaty cattle truck. Arrived in our capital feeling slightly harassed. But that soon all melted away. I love London (so did everyone else in the world, as they were all there yesterday. It was packed). The street entertainers particularly in Covent Garden are so funny, the boys just loved them. This Gladiator Statue was hilarious, his facial expressions were wonderful. Wandered around a bit before heading off to the highlight of the day - I managed to get tickets to see Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat.



Well what can I say? Lee Mead - the one who won the competition from the tv - was so fantastic. And so damn gorgeous. I mean really gorgeous. The show is amazing, it's one of my favourites anyway, the costumes, the humour, the songs... oh I could go on for hours! If you get the chance, go, go, go...

After that we went to TGI Fridays for something to eat (the whole restaurant sang Happy Birthday to our little boy) and then back on the train to come home.

The tube was packed, must have been about 100 degrees in there too. The train was packed so stood up all the way again. And if I thought it was hot and sweaty in the morning, it was nothing to the evening train. And then they couldn't find a driver. So we waited (still standing) on this stationary train cum oven for nearly an hour. By the time we got home - oh having missed our connection - all good moods of the day were severely tested. Husband was particularly grumpy! (Nothing new there then!)

But was Lee worth it? Oh yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!!!