I returned to London on Thursday afternoon, very happy to be greeted by Kristine, Henry, Amanda and Erin. Luckily, Henry remembered who I was, though I barely recognized him, as he had grown a foot in the past week. He and I hung out in the flat the rest of the evening while the girls went out to spend some non-baby time in a local Pimlico Pub, the St. George Tavern. Unfortunately, while they were there, a pick-pocket stole Erin’s wallet, with all her credit cards and cash. She’s ok, but man, what a bummer.
In other news, there was a gas explosion at an apartment in North London this morning. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/london/7246290.stm Far away from the Fry Lodge in Pimlico. More updates later once we are more well rested.