Sat, 24 May 2003

author Tim	location Cricklewood, London, England
posted 21:50 BST 03/06/2003	section Europe2002/Europe/UK/England/London/Working in London 2 ( all photos )

Goodbye Percy, Abbey Road ( 15 photos )
First thing on Saturday, a lovely young man named Adam came and gave us a large sum of cash in exchange for Percy! It was sad to see the back of him (Percy, not Adam) in a way, since we saw so much of the country driving around in him, but we have the big red bus now so it wasn't so hard.
Next we walked down to Kilburn to check out a caravan and camping shop there - quite useful things which we need were mostly there, which we aim to pick up this coming Saturday. Liz also picked up some thong-type-shoes.
Just up the road back towards Cricklewood is Brondesbury station, right next to which there is a great little pub almost entirely out of character for such an over-populated, pound-saver, traffic-jam area of London. Here we had some brunch which filled the spot quite nicely. We didn't feel so bad eating out with all that cash back at home!
In our typical lack-of-planning fashion, we took the shoes and our other goodies back to Cricklewood to look at what we intened to do for the rest of the day. One of those things is visiting Abbey Road (of Beatles Fame), which, it turned out, was about ten minutes walk from the caravan shop where we had just been!
So, we gave our travelcards a workout, taking the bus to Abbey road to see what it was all about. Having no idea where along Abbey Road the famous crossing was, we just got off at the first stop and walked down it until we arrived at the un-mistakable place. Not only the original album cover, but the thousands of imitations somehow made me know we were there even before we found the other tourists, Abbey Road Studios and the wall where Beatles fans have written all sorts of messages to their heroes (and anyone else who cares to read).
We dodged in and out of traffic for a while trying to get a decent picture of us crossing the road - in the end we got one of Liz on my camera and one of me on hers. At least we weren't as bad as the oriental guy who was there with his handy-cam filming himself walk across the crossing!
Continuing into town with the rough aim of visiting Westminster Abbey, we jumped off the bus to have a bit of a look around Selfridges (another big Harrods-like shop which turned out to be just that) and their much-more-impressive food hall. We held each other back from the acres of interesting food, using our current standard excuse "it will taste much better if we can afford to eat when we get to the country it comes from".
Jumping on the Jubilee line tube down to Westminster, we arrived only to find that Westminster Abbey itself was closed as of 2pm on a Saturday afternoon. Oh well, we can try again some other time. We relaxed in the grounds awaiting inspiration for our next move.
This came in the form of some vouchers we have had for months which are used at the Elusive Camel, a chain of Aussie pubs in central London. The nearest wasn't far away just across Westminster Bridge in Waterloo, so we took a walk there. The place didn't turn out to be that crash hot, but the fact we weren't paying made that seem less of a problem.
Even though Liz has been before, I still hadn't seen any West-End theatre, which seemed like a bit of a crime after living in London for so long. So, we trundled back to Trafalgar Square to the half-price ticket place, and grabbed two tickets to see FAME the Musical. This was quite enjoyable, very colourful, although we got the impression that the actors had definitely settled into "mid-season" mode - two performances per day appeared to be taking its toll.
We wandered back to Trafalgar Square and grabbed a bus home.

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