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.
The plans for Sunday were much more up my street.
Southwark Cathedral to see the Wool Week exhibition, which is free entry btw. A stroll down through Bermondsey to the
Kerry Taylor auction house to view some vintage Biba bits, followed by some nosh in
Maltby Street, all very trendy now, don't you know.
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.
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bar @ BAFTA |
Any hoo, I've managed to come back down to earth now, after breathing the same air as Mr. Winstone for nearly two hours. He was everything I expected him to be, gracious, honest, funny and diamond geezerish. Wonderful.
For those of you not quite so in love with Ray, here are some more pics of the day.
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The Shard |
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Old Southwark reflected in New Southwark |
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Lovely London boozer |
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Another lovely London boozer |
The Wool Exhibition at Southwark Cathedral
Ah Londinium, how I love thee.