Jeremy was a good guest. He is allowed to come back. The best part is we all slept in until 10am every day. I like when people don’t require me to wake up early and let’s be honest, I have been told that starting in June I will never sleep past 5am again. I could start bawling just thinking about that- but let’s proceed.
The long weekend was lucky with weather and Jeremy was a sport (and I am a sport because as usual I walked all over this city carrying 15 extra lbs) because we had an unusually high number of social events to attend to, and he came along and charmed everyone with his Jeremy-ways. We dragged him to no less than a group dinner, an engagement party, an impromptu flat visit and multiple taxi rides with Bryan’s co-workers. We went out for Indian and Jeremy invited an English girl to dinner he had met one time in Argentina. I think he must know a lady in at least every NATO nation. She taught him the term “bits and bobs” so watch out as I believe he is trying to use it quite often in casual conversation.
Jeremy is also an amateur photographer. I am like an amateur’s apprentice JV bench-warming photographer. So bear with us here.
House of Commons (Jeremy’s happy place), Borough Market, Thames, Jermyn Street, group dinner in East London
Whisky tasting day
photo shoot in Regent’s Park, Primrose Hill, Abbey Road, Notting Hill