| Me and yellow roses I adore in Regent's Park |
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| Rain will come and go the whole day, but we're happy |
As soon as we arrived in ISH, the feeling of "long expectation/but now let's just go out and feel okay" was once again there.
While Chris was settling up himeslf and customize his stuff (starting for the very first time to ask if we could have tried to find some food.. not really the only time he would have showed us how much he needs to eat!!) a repetita iuvant-kind of scene was displayed.
The door opened itself, I looked at the entrance from my opposite wall I was standing against and another scream pointing in the direction of some cute man with slightly curly brown hair and a pair of glasses:
"aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! "
Henry entered then :)
He looked really like the old friend of your past summers. Not only that: his cutest skill is to wear one of the most shining, happy smiles I have ever seen. He was immediatly talkative and adorable :)
The Henry everyone was expecting I suppose, certainly the one I was expecting :)
The reason keepin him away from the group was apparently the fact he had to follow Sinath (his lovely girlfriend) and Laura (a gem of a girl we would have met the day after waiting for the gig) throught the whole town, and the fact (confirmed in Sinath's words in the ending page of this site) that she was especially scared in meeting all of us without having any previous akcnowledge of none of us.
Understandeable...I think :)
Henry said then he would have passed the day with us, and we went up to exit from ISH and go.. somewhere (at first, it was meant to be the Tate Gallery... but only at first: the weather was grey and raining, but you know.. when you feel fine your own personal sun always shine).
As we step into the ISH hall, another mega surprise for me: Alan Higgs, the Toulouz in Renderosity.. was there waiting for me!!!!
Incredible.. he really took a journey to visit me, unaware of the place in real because my portatile phone wasn't capable in England to send nor sms nor calls, I was only able to receive them and that was banning me from contacting him the previous day.
I just feel greatly in watching his big smile, and those big blue eyes so purely English, made even bigger and more sparkling in contrast with the soft white hair and the tanned skin.
We started to talk without problems immediatly.. we stepped out all together, having lunch at some pub in the down street (others.. I didn't really eat, all taken as I was in talkin.. :P!) and then,once out, we had the big question: "go to Tate or towards.. Abbey Road?
The fact many Beatles fanatics were actually composing our crew made the choice obvious.
A Museum can always wait, the legends instead.. sometimes they can't.
;)
After the not easy operation of discovering where the hell Abbey Road was located (there were Abbey Street, on the Greenwich side of the Town.. and Abbey-something-else in another useless point of London as well, while the simple writing "Abbey Road" was strangely missed in many maps we were carrying on with ourselves), we walked into a partially covered with sun (then rainy) Regent's Park, walkin down Primrose Hill (old Liam and Patsy's location!) before, as images tells you abundantly, finally finding our musical lovers' Gotha.
We even made Beatles live again, what can you ask for more?
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| Alan, Toni, Henry and Mikael lookin all quite shy ;) |
A pizza in Camden, before the rain splits up us in two branches...
Eventually we opted for a journey in Camden Town (discovering that to reach Camden there was more than one line.. but I still uncertain which one was the correct one!).
A brilliant Sun was there shining over one of the most characteristic and charming parts of London, and as soon as I discovered I could have bought something, you know.. temptation was too big for avoiding the money waste.
We split in three groups, fixing at 6 pm at the Tube station (the latter we crossed after arrival in Camden) the rendez-vous time for leading back home everyone.
| Adorable Micke |
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| At Abbey Road, obviously (look the Pink Floyd writing.. nothing comes by case!) |
I bought a typical sporty jacket and a pair of overlarge jeans trousers for the gig of subsequent day (blessed choice, thinkin afterwards..), then satisfied enough, I asked my beloved Knight aside to eat some Pizza!!!!! (*sigh*.. I am hopeless there...) and as we went in the corner where a pizzeria was spreading some cute scents, we ended to be in four: me Nelly, Mikael and Izzi again.
By the time we were chatting and eating, sky was turning rapidely into a grey scale of colours.
Ready to shed over us all possible rain, that we took in full spirit I must say.
Arriving with some minutes of delay at the planned Tube stop, we discovered, as rain was stopping to fall, that the rest of crew was already in their comfortable places, under a roof.. without US!!!!
At that point the four of us decided to drink something at a cute (and quite posh-y) pub near to Finsbury, and then to try to get at Finsbury Park to get some regular Oasis shirt for the day after.
Pity that we couldn't step in, as the gigs were played and without tickets for that day we wouldn't have been able to get any regular merchandise on the field.
We walked around the park firstly a bit disappointed, then we got another major rainfall over our uncovered heads.
That is really London in a nutshell, you never learn about this changin weather as much as when you have nothing to cover yourself with!!
As wet as little chickens we managed to get into the tube, and I was for a moment really sorry for those attending that day's Oasis' gig.
But in strong hope our destine the following day would have been different than theirs.
| As Camden started to resemble some swimming pool.. |
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| Nelly and Izzi decided to leave the pizzeria anyway, and us behind them! |
The only regret of the day was really that I couldn't say bye to Alan...
His cute caring and the adorable fact he wanted to meet me would have deserved a proper cheering up before our roads would have taken again different directions.
But I know we'll meet again one day, so that no-goodbye after all is a suspended time which can also be nice in a way :)
Thanx a lot, dear friend !!! :)
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