If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts
A Gallery And Toys
Saturday brought a trip into London with Heather *
and her god-daughter Gemma. We went for a wander around the National Gallery, with Gemma running scared at the sight of any nudity—which of course just made the supposed grown ups seek it out more!
The best part was probably wandering around all the floors of Hamleys though, somehow managing to avoid buying anything! It tired us out enough that sitting down in Pizza Express was something of a relief. Then it was off back home again, after a happy day.