London in a day ( big delay on actually posting this was deleted by accident and then kinda rewritten)

So on Thursday i braved the Snow and headed to the train that would take me to London for my Visa Appointment on Friday. The Train was delayed by just under 2 hours. Get over it  its only a wee bit of Snow.

I had booked tickets to see the National theatres war horse and ran through the doors in Drury Lane around  7.25 stressed to the eyeballs. However once the show started i was instantly absorbed. The Acting was brilliant i found myself relating to the characters. The set was very clever and made changing the setting on the place very easy with just small props but like everyone else thats ever seen War Horse the pupperty left me in tears and speechless. So moving and well done. I will never think of puppets in the same way again. even the tanks were puppets visually stunning. You are able to forget the horse are actually puppets they are made and moved so well.

 On Friday I had the stressful Visa Appointment. I  not and organised person. My dyslexia mean forms and appoints of and official nature are not my forte. After waiting for almost 3 hours in wait felt like the entrance exam for an mental Institution. I went for my interview brandishing a pile of paperwork which i didn't actually need i successfully managed to achieve my Mission. Visa achieved. First feeling of .. Maybe I am a grown up in a long time. The rest of friday was spent at my aunts house watching moves and eating take out. Saturday  was going to be a busy day.

At 5.30am Saturday morning i grudging woke up and headed off to Victoria Apollo to collect my wicked tickets. My old college friend so obsessed with wicked to the point where on friday night she camped out in sub zero temperatures so should could get front row tickets to the show. I point blanked refused. The cue for day tickets actually had middle aged woman fighting for tickets. It was insane. At 7am i turned up with my mcdonalds breakfast and prepared for my surprisingly fast 3 hours wait. My friend headed home for a shower and a freshin up and i decided it was time to hit the V & A.

So after umming and ahhing if or not i should pay the money to head into the ballet du ruse exhibition I payed the fee and got completely inspired. The above picture was  a back drop for the ballet the firebird and the exhibition held old black & white pictures of them painting it & the old references all gridded up.      

The above picture is a backdrop Picasso was apart of in painting for the same company. 

Absolutely incredible.

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