A date with Harry. We went to the market at Camden Lock. It rained, because we like that in Britain, in the summer. It makes a change from the winter sleet.
Lunch. Obviously very important. I had a chicken katsu burger and sweet potato fries.
General outdoor scenes. That’s Harry, with the white t-shirt and the back pack. We are falling in love and it is turning into quite a serious relationship. I wouldn’t be surprised if we ended up living together or even getting married, if his parents can handle the shock of the considerable age gap.
A hipster selling moustache wax and beard butter.
The fancy tea shop. Harry is a big tea aficionado.
The Japanese shop.
A stall selling candles. They all looked and smelled delightful but I couldn’t have any because they are paraffin and my lungs don’t get along with paraffin candles. I discovered this after I bought a huge sampler pack of miniature Yankee Candles in all different fragrances, so I sent them to my sister-in-law who I don’t particularly like.
I love the photo of this lady and her husband. It was very clear that she desperately wanted one of these candles, if not several, and spent ages looking at them, but her husband did not take the hint. Then she tried passing them to him in an attempt to get him to take an interest, but he was not having it. As you can see, he is not even looking. I felt bad for her. We had a little chat about how nice the candles were, because she needed somebody to agree that they were nice.
And that’s all the news for now, as I am super busy today. I have lots more photos to share with you, but they will have to wait for next time.