Harry Potter and the queue of people

Today I channelled my inner wizard and visited platform 9 and 3/4 at Kings Cross station, which is where the Hogwarts Express departs from.


There were loads of witches and wizards waiting to run through the wall. I’ve never seen the queue less than 20 people – they must all be very keen to get to school! I hope that when the time comes I’ll be just as excited about my education!

Sherlock’s Home

In a quiet corner of Smithfield, just by St Bart’s, Benedict Cumberbatch fans have converted a red London phone box into a shrine, marking the place where Sherlock allegedly died by throwing himself off the roof, in the hit BBC drama.

It looks like people have come on the pilgrimage from far and wide (both home and abroad) with their messages of praise. I’m too young to watch stuff like that as it’s past my bedtime, but if there was a shrine to my hero Peter Rabbit (I love both the books and the TV cartoon) I’d probably visit it!


An Olympic journey

Even though I was but a twinkle in the Big D’s eye, today I got to experience a glimmer of the emotion and excitement that the Olympics brought to London in 2012.


The Museum of London has a portion of the Olympic cauldron on display and it’s amazing and much, much bigger than me! You can read about it here

I really hope one day I get to go to the Olympics, at the rate I’m growing maybe as a high jumper (!!), but in the meantime it’s well worth a visit.


Out for a ball of chalk

Yesterday I was out for a ball of chalk (walk) with the Big M & D before our Jim Skinner (dinner). It wasn’t taters in the mould (cold) so there was no need for a tit for tat (hat).

On our way we bumped into a Fullers Brewery old fashioned pig’s ear (beer) cart pulled by donkeys.

A few feet further on we found a St. Bernard dog pulling a cart of flowers.


Intrigued we followed it. The dog led us to the Guild Hall, whereupon we discovered a whole troop of Pearly Kings and Queens (hence the rhyming slang).

We discovered it was their annual harvest festival which raises money for various charities! For more info on the pearly kings and queens go to http://www.pearlysociety.co.uk

It looked like they were going to have a right old ding dong (sing song) – the city was ringing with the dulcet notes of maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner…

Walking in Henry VIII’s footsteps

This morning I went to church. I love St Etheldreda’s as the windows are really pretty. I like looking at them and all the different colours. I also like the echoiness. When I sing it sounds beautiful! Although when it gets too loud the Big M&D tell me to sssshh or take me outside, which I think is a bit unfair!

St Eheldreda’s in Holborn has a really long history having been founded in 1250. It’s seen a lot and was in fact the place where Henry VIII held his 5 day wedding and feast to Katherine of Aragon. It’s also where I was christened six months ago, and where the Big M&D got married. Let’s hope the Big M doesn’t go the way of many of Henry’s wives !!!


Fact of the day

Did you know that Russian Dolls are only 110 years old and actually originate in Japan? Called Matryoshka, the first Russian set of figurines was carved by Anatoliy Mamontov and was based on an oriental toy. They were then displayed in Paris at the Exposition Universelle and became an instant hit and are now synonymous with Russia.

Interesting, huh!


Breakfast with Donald Duck

Yesterday I sat and ate my breakfast watching Donald Duck and Chip and Dale, whilst the business contingent of the Intercontinental Moscow missed out on their CNBC fix, and if I may say so, looked all the better for it!

I have been spoilt rotten over the past three days by the hotel. I have been entertained constantly, lavished with presents including a rubber duck, 2 boxes of macrons, a cake and a nest of Russian dolls. I’ve had the run of the Club Lounge, have had food not on the menu cooked to order and even played with some Russian dolls that turned out to be quite valuable as they had all been decorated and signed by Russian celebrities!


Our room on the 11th floor was fantastic. My cot was a laundry caddy and was therefore spacious and comfy and even better it was on wheels, so I could be rocked to sleep. As you know from an earlier post (watching TV in the bath) I was able to catch up on the day’s cartoons whilst soaking in the tub. And our view was pretty amazing too. I would eat my supper sitting on the window seat watching the cars below.

Asides from being really well looked after the hotel also has the coolest stairs I’ve ever seen, which in my book makes it well worth a stay.