Camden after dark.

This was my last big night out in London as I was supposed to work the following evening, a Saturday and I left Sunday. Following a trip to some Euston (where we witnessed some great crime scenes), the evening ended with Sara and I packing up my stupid amounts of stuff and dragging it out of the hostel whilst everyone in the dorm was trying to sleep. Then carting it all at 5am (including pillows) a few minutes down the road to Sara's. We seriously looked amazinggg.

Prior to criminals sitting behind us...

We smuggled booze in so I imagine there was vodka in my iced coffee...

Ahhh what a babe.

We found a friend for our empty vodka bottle.

And tried our best to be teenagers...

We'd really prefer it if you didn't force yourself into our photographs Mr "Can't keep his eyes open"

"Want some drugs?"

Sara fails, multiple times, at getting a photo of herself with her new creepy 'friend'...

And we have success!

Meanwhile I was off distracting the staff who, for a brief period (like a week because I fail at committing to anything that doesn't involve my mother), I worked with.

I finally got Sara away from the scary man.

Maybe not. ERGH!!!

Being papped while I tell Hugo what I'm sure was a very interesting story...

"Yes I got drunk all on my own!" Seriously I don't even know.

Classic Georgeface face.

No I was not smoking whilst taking this photo! My camera just has a really dirty lens.

The horse behind and I have matching shoes :)

A possessed hottie wreaking havok at Camden Lock.

Cats on our epic walk.

Pretty sure this was the second best night I had in London, after the evening I was serenaded by Robert Been of course... But looking through these does kind of make me wish I had of had the strength to toughen it out for longer. I met some amazing people and I really do miss them. Oh and the shopping, bars, culture and just general awesomeness that is London... Sigh...

London continued?

So whilst chatting to a friend last night he told me I needed to get more photos up from my trip. So here I go...

Early in May I took a trip back to Sunningdale to farewell Ciara who was going on her own travels. As she was heading to Australia we had an Australian themed party. Basically everyone dressed as a bogan but I got a little creative and decided to go as Sam the Koala who drank from that guys waterbottle or whatever during the Victorian bushfires.

Pre-fire.

Yeah I worked with some attractive ladies at the Windmill.

Post-fire.

I hangout in bathrooms...

Wandering around the Covent Garden vicinity after an interview or trial at some lame restaurant. They expected me to wear a tie and didn't consider my docs or shirt appropriate yet the guy had only told me to wear a white collared shirt and black leather closed shoes. He didn't specify any further... Anyway I never called him back to tell him whether or not I wanted his job.

Pretty feet.

Sometimes giving in to the annoying food sellers in Camden is worthwhile. Among other things this container had gluten free deep fried chicken stuff. IT WAS AMAZING and only cost 3 quid or something.

Beautiful and delicious coffee. The place I got this from served me the first decent coffee I had in the UK (y)

Camden blossoms.

Pre-Foals.

Jesus and all that.

I wish my front door steps were this cool.

Kensington Labour Party right next door to the Moroccan Cafe which by the way appeared rather seedy...

If only I could have afforded to buy lunch here. Sigh.

Cheap cocktail, corn chips and the best salsa evahhhh at a Mexican restaurant around Covent Garden.

AMAZING!!!

Candy store excitement!!!

Nintendo Kinder Surprises ha.

Love.

The Churchill Museum and Cabinet War Rooms was one of my favourite nerd locations in London. Unfortunately the photos mostly fail.

Oh Churchill. Swoon.

His super trendy pyjamas :)

Apparently he liked to paint.

Chamber pot (y)

Where Churchill's lady slept.

It amazes me that something so beautiful and secluded can exist right in the heart of such a hectic city.

Evil squirrel.

Bedtime.

Back to the dirty city.

Mine.

Gluten free cone. Unfortunately the icecream was vegan so it tasted terrible despite the appealing names... I made a random lady take the photo, apparently my over excitement insinuated I was a vegan.

That's enough for now...