For Diane's last day in London we did it up brown (that is an actual expression that has nothing to do with poo). After a morning of packing and work and general hanging around, we went to tea at the Duke's Hotel.
Tea was served in a very peaceful room full of tables with comfy couches and chairs. We were seated in a little alcove - as if they knew we might be a little rowdy and wanted to separate us from the other clients. This is my sexy tea look.
After tea we took a stroll by Buckingham Palace. No baby news yet but the press had tents and equipment all set up around the palace, ready to report. Here's me on The Mall....
and me & Di in front of the palace.
We ended the night at Billy Elliot. As usual, it's all fun and games until someone drops their iphone in the toilet. Poor Di didn't even know it was in there until after she peed on it. She used one of those super sonic hand dryers on it and is hoping for the best. Will she really want to put that up to her ear after this? Supposedly rice works wonders but we don't happen to be traveling with a bag of Uncle Bens.
P.S. I'm posting this tonight because I may not have time in the morning. So consider this to be Friday's post. Or maybe, if you're lucky, you'll even get another Friday post from Paris. And Fletch, Diane is anxiously awaiting a comment from you on her guest post!!! :-)
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