on sunday we made our second attempt to go east, we were somewhat hindered by idiot football fans on the saturday. annnnnyway. we made it. we had a couple of places to get to and on the way we took ronnie round some of the streets of shoreditch to take in some street art. as usual i snapped away, but this time ronnie has picked his favourites of the morning.
if you have children
don’t ever leave them with me for more than half a minute
they don’t seem to mind, but you might
you have been warned
with a flurry of 40th birthdays winging their way from all directions, trying to find special individual gifts for your besties can be a tall order. i’ve known claudine for 22 years now and in 22 years you’ve pretty much covered every gift known to mankind. what was i going to get her? not a scooby. until i spotted a tweet
— emilyquinton (@emilyquinton) July 29, 2014
and there you have it, bingo.
rooster decided that he wanted a party this year. a bit strange from him as he tends to shy away from them really. he had one when he was 3 but since then he has always chosen to do something with us rather than a party. you might remember the dressing up that occurred last year, you don’t remember? check it out here and here. thankfully this year didn’t included dressing up, we were
work took me to the east side of town on friday. i couldn’t ignore some of the latest updates on the walls of shoreditch as i walked past.
friday lunch time i was minding my own business crossing shoreditch high street in the east end of london, when i heard a mans voice “george no, george come here!” i’m not sure what made me look to see who it was, but i sure am glad that i did. standing there before me was john dolan with his faithful friend george. i knew him, he did not know me from adam “are you john dolan?” i asked ” might be” “well is that george?” “yep” and there it started we chatted for a while, what a charming, humble man. i’m so glad to have shook his hand.
who? i hear you say, well let me tell you their story.
so imagine you are 5, very very nearly 6, what in the world is your most favourite thing other than lego and cake? oh yeah, you got it right there, stickers. stickers are always a sure winner whether they be football, lego, aliens, cars, dinosaurs as long as they stick to something pretty much anything goes!
so when we received an email asking us whether we would like to review a new venture called the sticker club clearly our answer was always going to be YES!
how did eight weeks pass at such speed? i blinked and there it went. we did have a marvellous time though.
we started with two weeks in the sunny canaries. back briefly for our first camping and festival adventure at camp bestival. then i zoomed off of to india for a week for work, then back home and BOOM bank holiday weekend, and what better way to spend the bank holiday but down in rye and camber sands on the east sussex coast.
after a little wonder around st pauls and a spot of lunch at barbecoa, we jumped on the number 23 bus down the strand and jumped off just by somerset house. we had been meaning to go for a number of weeks now, but with holidays, camping and me travelling for work, we hadn’t had a weekend free. so with a couple of hours free we were keen to catch the return of the rude boy exhibition at somerset house. with a big love of two-tone, ska and mod music in the HPMcQ house hold, this small curated exhibition by dean chalkley and harris elliott, showcasing the 21st century rudie didn’t disappoint. but you must hurry if you fancy going it finishes on the 25th august, and in the mean time here are some of my favs.
such a magnificent cathedral. every time i see it i can’t help but take photos. never been inside though. maybe one day i will.
there doesn’t have to be much reason in spain to have a fiesta however la romeria is quite a biggy in fiesta second to carnival time.
a romeria you say? well it comes from the word “romero” meaning travelling towards rome. it’s a catholic celebration, a pilgrimage that in today’s world is a procession, of floats, music and dancing, food and cattle! to translate in a very simple way it’s kind of spains harvest festival. the celebration lasts all day long, and why wouldn’t it?!
oh me oh my, i said yes, and then i didn’t think about it for a while. i then thought i’d better start getting prepared for this, so i asked some questions, i made a list, i bought the things on the list, it came, i put it upstairs.
then last week, became the week. the week when were to go to camp bestival, the week where the HPMcQ family camping. i know i know, you can stop laughing right now, i was little bit scared.
we recently spent a couple of weeks with my parents. a well deserved early summer holiday, relaxing, having lazy mornings and spending time lounging around, eating good food, drinking local beer and having absolutely nothing to do on the to do list. a very welcome change and break from the norm of day-to-day life.
bacon street shoreditch
a sleepover in shoreditch? with the streets empty first thing on a saturday morning, so how could i resist.
part 1 and 2 done, the street art wandering finishes across the road of shoredtich high street, starting with…