Just come back from a great weekend in London. It’s funny but when you no longer work or live there I really enjoy London. But I do feel like a tourist walking around. The tube is still a pain, haven’t had a single person offering up their seat for me and I hate the pushing. Got a bit of that as we walked through Soho for a bit. But once we went up to Kentish Town, I was ok. The hotel we stayed in was nice and I had a lovely time having dinner with Steve and a friend before the gig. She got me a Moomin book, which I was chuffed about. I used to love the moomins as a child, still think the artwork and stories are great.
And the Sparks concert was fantastic, I am soooo happy I was brave enough to go being 8 months pregnant and all. But both me and baby were bouncing along to the music. Hopefully his/her ears weren’t damaged. Thanks to a friend we got to sit in the VIP section so I had a comfy seat the whole show. It may be a bit sad to go and see your favourite band and not dance along and stand up, but by now I know my limits, and like I said, I was bouncing and swaying in my seat. The whole gig just made me extremely bubbly and happy. Just what I needed after these past very hectic weeks, and no doubt a good last break before the baby shows up too.
Today I had a lovely stroll around Camden lock, looking at bags, art, food and everything in between. Ended up going for an early birthday lunch for Steve at a restaurant on Inverness street and sat in the sun. Perfect ending to a really great weekend.
I was thinking about something on the trip home today, most people that know me always comment that I never shut up. I seem to suffer from verbal diarrhoea most of the time, but when it really comes down to it I am really shy and when you meet someone new that you have heard so much about sometimes my tongue just seems to lock, which is a bit strange and silly. But I guess a lot of it is about the circumstances as well, I have probably never been very good at chatting to new people in pubs (unless I am helped a long with some drinks), I guess I am just a shy icy Swede. But sitting down with a cup of coffee in some nice café makes me more relaxed. Never thought about if my cognition issues with MS interferes when I am in a very busy noisy place, I do know I have problems focusing then, but I don’t know if it would also effect my conversation skills. Probably not…can’t blame all my errors on my MS! I think I might just be a bit like Armando Iannucci in this sketch
xoxo
Hellie
Tags: Conversation, Kentish Town, Pregnancy, Sparks, Weekend
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