The mister and I had planned to pop along to a small Real Ale festival in Lewes on Saturday night. He is usually the nominated driver when we venture forth, so it was my chance to drive him so he could imbibe more fully. I'm not a great fan of these things you understand, but in a relationship it's a good thing to share each others interests, no? And of course I took some knitting with me, so the evening wasn't a complete wash out, even though there seemed to be a LOT of SHOUTY people in the pub.
As we were preparing to leave the house Sunday morning, Steve Wright let slip on radio 2 that Ray Winstone was to be interviewed that very afternoon, for a BAFTA special: 'A Life in Pictures'. Where is BAFTA HQ? I asked the Mister. Why, Piccadilly says he. My cue for some over excitement.
Tickets for this fabulous event were only £15.00 a head and that included a Tattinger champagne reception before the talk. I was beyond happy, as you can imagine.
|bar @ BAFTA|
For those of you not quite so in love with Ray, here are some more pics of the day.
|Old Southwark reflected in New Southwark|
|Lovely London boozer|
|Another lovely London boozer|
The Wool Exhibition at Southwark Cathedral
Ah Londinium, how I love thee.