The Old Operating Theatre

Behind London Bridge train station is the Old Operating Theatre. It's rather inconspicuous and much smaller than I thought but really interesting to visit. I loved all the medical posters, old tins and the apothecary jars, especially the ones with with the fairy lights inside them. Oh and the sign that says marshmallow is healthy. But it were only true.

In no way did any of the operating instruments put us off our food either - as soon as we left we ran across the road to Furness Fish, Poultry and Game in Borough Market for their yummy Vietnamese curry.

Treats

I'm such a sucker for a soft cardboard cover notebook, so much so that I had to put a ban on myself buying any more at the beginning of this year. It may seem like a little thing but I seriously blow so much of my wages on notebooks it's ridiculous. Anyway the ban went out of the window this weekend when I saw these two geometric print books in Paperchase on my way to The Play-House V&A Late (where I bought the super cute rabbit print notebook and frankly, awesome pens disguised as pencils.)

Finally I have to show off the beautiful and pristine Folio Society British Myths and Legends book collection that I found in a charity shop this morning. If you hadn't heard of them before, the Folio Society publish some of the prettiest and best made books around. They're expensive but they feel like elegant treasures, crafted to last forever, to be cherished and handed down. I want them all.

Balcombe

A walk in the country over stiles, across sheep fields, past viaducts, through farmyards. Stopped off for tea in the village tea rooms where I had a slice of the largest battenburg cake I’ve ever seen. Endless Withnail quoting opportunities.

Horniman

The Horniman Museum. Definitely one of London’s best.

My tv’s digital signal as been so bad recently that I’ve been forced to watch all my old boxsets. I don’t think I appreciated just how awesome The Green Wing was the first time around.

exhibition: Pick Me Up

A nice hour spent today at Pick Me Up, a week long graphic art fair at Somerset House.

Walking through the exhibition you get to meet different collectives, most of whom have set up small shops to sell their work, a lot of which has been made just for the show. The highlight is the Anthony Burrill Workshop where anyone can get their hands dirty making fanzines.

Unfortunately I only had my mobile with me so the photos are particularly bad but some of my favourite bits are below.
Evening Tweed's shop
Jessica Hische's alphabet prints
Themlot's cityAnthony Burrill's workshop

You know when you hear a song and it’s all wrong and unimpressive but then you hear it quite unexpectedly and suddenly it sounds perfect? Well, that’s exactly what happened yesterday when I heard the new Strokes song as I sat outside under the sunshine in a park by the Thames eating a yummy fish finger sandwich. It’s funny how things can just come together like that.

The Strokes – Under Cover of Darkness