Like London buses...

We hardly ever get to go to the big smoke.

Yet in the last week Sammy has walked the streets of the capital twice and I am back there next week working!

As a special treat for his little cousin's end of radiotherapy party, 20 of us met at the O2 Arena in North Greenwich to watch Disney on Ice.

I had a whole day with my big boy, which we have never done before, but we will most certainly will be doing again soon.

Time to bond, time to chat, time to practise his handwriting on a wobbly train, time for an adventure just the two of us.


To this 4 year old "boy's boy" a train ride and the thrill of the Underground was almost too much to handle!


After a 2 hour journey from the station near my in laws in Poole, we navigated Waterloo like two salmon swimming the wrong way up stream and found the right train on the Jubilee line.

The O2 is an incredible venue and the size and scale of it is only really and truly felt when you walk inside. Of course the merchandise stand was right at the front and there was no way my boy was going to choose anything other than the 2 and a half foot long light up sword! And what did he choose for me....

I feel so honoured to have shared this special time. Sammy adores his cousin and to watch them passing popcorn to each other (pretending to be passing it in secret) was magical.

Disney stories have a way of making you regress to your own childhood. They always end with people falling in love and living happily ever after.

No one gets sick and doesn't get better.

I caught my cousin's eye several times and I know we were both praying for the same Disney miracle.

The most wonderful day. Made even better by the very lovely Alison, who put me in touch with Instinct PR who gave a poorly boy a very large goodie bag!

disney on ice

36 hours later we were back in London for a christening of my other cousin's little girl. It was held at his in laws' beautiful house in Islington (I basically wanted everything in the house, mismatched plates a plenty and a beautiful antique revolving bookcase I wish I could have smuggled into the car!). The family vicar drove from Oxford and the font was a beautiful old stone pot from my cousin's late Granny in laws' garden.

This was the first time all four of us had ventured into the city. So we took the opportunity to have a whizz around Spitalfields Market and take in the sights along the river as we drove home.

spitalfields market
donovan bros
vintage shop
guilty pleasure
london fruit exchange
coir mat
london antiques
boris bike
london graffiti
leon restaurant
leon restaurant
harrods sale

I'll save my little bargain purchases for another time ;)

LifeLucy Heath8 Comments