Unless you weren’t reading my scheduled posts (if not, why not?!) on the weekend, you know that it was our wedding anniversary and I was whisked away for a night, no children, just us!
We rarely get a chance to spend time together alone. Date nights happen so rarely, so this opportunity was seized with both hands!
The day started with lovely flowers and gifts, including a new charm for my Pandora bracelet! and a romantic breakfast!
So we disposed of dropped off the children to their grandparents, and headed off into London.
It was a grey day, the Shard was even swamped in low cloud! I was kinda glad we hadn’t booked dinner there, wouldn’t have been much of a view, would it!?
But we arrived at our hotel, The Grange, Tower Bridge in good time and checked in. Ironically the room number we were assigned was 1118 – and our anniversary is 18th November… 11/18! A good sign?
Hubby Dearest still tried to wangle an upgrade… but a suite, even at a discounted rate, would have been ÂŁ250 extra… no thanks!
Inside the room, there was a surprise. Towel swans in a heart, and an anniversary brownie! The view showed the Shard and the Gherkin too. The room was lovely though, the bathroom beautiful, and the bed, oh so comfy!
But we weren’t in there long… my stomach was trying to get my attention, and we needed to eat, so we popped to the Wetherspoons next door, and grabbed a late lunch, and bubbles, obviously!
Back to the hotel, we pondered over whether to stay in, and use the spa facilities, or to go out… but before that Hubby needed to have another try and getting a better room! (He does like to try!) We were moved to the 14th floor for an even higher, clearer view, but a similar room. Dumping our stuff there, we decided to head off into the West End and see what we could do.
And it was so pretty in Leicester Square! There was a Christmas market on, the lights twinkling, and everyone wrapped up in hats and scarves as it was a cold night!
After popping into a last minute theatre ticket booth, we ended up with tickets to see 42nd Street, starring Sheena Easton, and a voucher for a free hot drink and cake at the Theatre Cafe!
Drink and cake consumed, we sauntered over to the theatre, taking in some of the shops around, including some beautiful old book stores…
Then we arrived at the Theatre Royal, Drury Lane, in Covent Garden.
The show was sold out. The theatre packed. We propped up to the bar and more bubbles consumed, (glasses 5-6 of the day) along with a random half an hour conversation with an older couple from Somerset! (You know me and random conversations, but this one was started by Hubby Dearest for a change!)
The show itself was magnificent! I clapped until my hands were red, and sang along to songs I knew, grinning from ear to ear at the ones I didn’t and harking back to the days I wished I could have learned how to tap dance!
Hubby Dearest wasn’t as enamoured of the production but he’s not your musical theatre sort to be honest. Still he had beer. He was hapy!
After the show, we pondered over whether to grab dinner, but having a late lunch and then cake before the show meant that we were still not hungry, so we walked around a little before heading back to the hotel.
More bubbles…
We chatted and people watched… and giggled at a John Malcovich lookalike who was falling asleep on the barstool, and ended up having to be escorted to his room. By this time it was nearing midnight, and I was getting hungry and tired too…
The room beckoned, as did the room service menu!
A club sandwich, and a portion of nachos later, we were ready to go to bed…
I shall not report back on the night hours!
And in the morning we were able to enjoy a complimentary breakfast and a late checkout.
There was so much food, I wasn’t able to eat the rest of the day (maybe that was a good thing!)
We travelled back home, stopping to grab some groceries on the way, before being reunited with our babies.
It was a wonderful weekend, which ended up with me and Lil Princess at the Walk-In Drs… She has an infected bite which has developed into impetigo – eek! And I have the start of a throat virus… wonderful!
Still, the memories are made, the time we spent, precious. I can’t complain!
Thanks for all the congratulations and wishes Peeps! Your words mean a whole lot to me! ❤
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