We went for 2 nights and on the first day it was horrible weather, got there at 3pm so we watched Ireland v France 6 nations rugby in the pub then headed off to Chinatown for a proper Chinese meal at New China restaurant, its the best Chinese feast i've ever had with the best service in a Chinese. Stuffed, contented and tired we headed back to the hotel and crashed out. Monday we were up bright, early and refreshed with a lovely sunny day so we headed off to Camden Town so Helen could go to the market. 
We got there a bit early and a warm drink was needed, off to Starbucks. The market stalls opened and off we went. Its been a while since i had been to Camden Market and had forgot how good it was, loads of retro shops and all sorts of little bizarre stalls and shops, brilliant!
My favourites shop was Cyberdog, This shop was amazing, unfortunately you couldn't take pictures inside but it was like a science fiction film all weird and wonderful designs on clothing, ornaments and decor. Could have spent a fortune in there but i was very reserved with my wallet, NO NOT TIGHT, reserved LOL.
There is so much i could talk about to do with Camden i could go on and on so we'll move on to the afternoon, more retail therapy, for Helen. Walked to Regent Street and Oxford Street, at this point shops were starting to all look the same. Off to the pub for me where i won £10 on a Quiz machine, Mastermind here i come. Now then i thought i was seeing things but all around London they have placed giant Easter eggs, 200 of them, on the streets, in shop windows, in arcades and if your that bored you can try to find them all, no thanks! I must have walked Helen easily about 20 miles, the poor girl was close to dropping. We headed back to the hotel after being out around London for 10 hours. Ahhhh, shoes off, that's a good feeling.
This isn't one of the giant eggs, this is a normal egg, it's just Helen's short LOL
Tuesday morning we had 4 hours to kill so i dragged poor achy Helen down to the Embankment and over to St. Paul's Cathedral, along The Strand and in to Trafalgar Square (sounds like a game of Monopoly) then back to Covent Garden.
Saw a few famous people, Sarah Millican - Comedienne, Robert Glenister - Actor - The Hustle, Simon Lipkin - Actor - Lonny in Rock of Ages and a personal hero of mine Richard Blais from an American cooking reality show called Top Chef. He is the most amazing chef i've seen, he come runner up in his season but then went on to win Best of the Best Top Chef, i was so amazed to see him walk by me i was to afraid to ask for a photo, gutted!
Time to head home but not without my Krispy Kreme Doughnuts, another wonderful weekend in London.
One week later, I'm off to London, AGAIN! This time with my world famous actor nephew Leighton Kyle. Now when i go with Helen its a shopping, famous people spotting and sight seeing trip with my nephew its a large pub crawl. I took him to a few he hadn't been to.
So started off in The Roundhouse where we watched the first half of England v France 6 nations rugby, on to O'neills in Chinatown for the second half, they all seemed to be supporting France in there, wonder why LOL. Game over, England win, just, BOOOOOO!
Now my nephew is a fine actor and loves the books of Sherlock Holmes so where do you think we went next? yep, The Sherlock Holmes Pub where he was like a kid in a candy shop. We discussed the actors who have played Sherlock Holmes over the years and Leighton wouldn't budge on good old Basil Rathbone, me, i like the Mr. Downing Jr version, at this point we rolled up our sleeves, held up our fists and had a gentleman's fight with the landlord as the ref with his big curly moustache. Sorry i was drifting off in to the days of Sherlock Holmes, the last bit didn't really happen haha.
We took a break from the pubs just for a little while and headed over to the Trocedero Centre to have a go in the amusement arcade, It was shut. OFF TO PUB!
Punch & Judy was next on our list as we both visit here on our travels to London as you can watch the street entertainers in Covent Garden from the balcony of the bar, good music, good company, crap street artist. Time for a rock bar.
The Roadhouse (No not the one where Patrick Swayze once worked as a bouncer) Happy Hour on drinks, AT LAST, a drink under £5. We had gone on a night where they had a Bar Flare competition about to start. I must say only 1 out of the 5 barmen from across London was any good. He only dropped 1 bottle and spilt hardly any drink, as for the other 4 if i was their boss they wouldn't have hardly any wages left at the end of the night as they dropped so many bottles & shakers and spilt loads, they were bloody awful. Now forgive me if i'm wrong but when did Justin Bieber become a rock god? The DJ was also shite just for the fact he played Mr. Bieber in a rock bar, he may have thought it was funny, mate trust me, no one was smiling or laughing, god help this poor soul of a crap DJ.
We were starting to flag a bit and also feeling bloated on liquid so we took a walk back to the hotel and went to find another rock bar on the way. From out of the blue came The Intrepid Fox. Wow, this place was hell on earth with rock music, we loved it. Real dark dirty looking place, rock posters everywhere, Gothic decor and very hard rock music, perhaps a little to hard for our liking but we enjoyed it all the same. Shame we found it right at the very end of the night. There was a down point to this bar. The bar staff, i went to ask for a song as the one skinny goth barman was looking through the music on the computer. I placed one foot behind the bar and tapped him on the shoulder, he turned around, shoved me with both hands in the chest and said "f**k off from behind the bar", i was amazed. I replied "What you say to me?" then the second barman, a short hobbit looking french guy with a face full of piercings did the same, shoved me in the chest and said "f**k off out", I replied with very calm blue verbalige that i was requesting a lovely tune to be played in their establishment, at this point they put away their handbags and returned to the knuckle dragging position LOL. We stayed for another drink after that but i refused to buy a t-shirt from them, their loss.
On the way home we were feeling a bit peckish so we got a large Domino's Pizza each, went back to the room, stuffed them in our now even larger bellies and drifted off in to a loud snore LOL.
The weird and wonderful Intrepid Fox.
Back to home and its official, Helen and i live in the wettest place in the UK, possibly the world. This isn't a water logged field this the river that flows through Carmarthen that broke its banks only just last week. Are you happy down South with your hosepipe ban, we got all your water, for god sake take some of it back and let us have a drought for once.
"Water, Water everywhere, and we're bloody sick of it" LOL
Now i bet you thought i'd forgotten my beloved title winning Welsh Rugby team, Triple Crown winners, RBS 6 nations tournament winners and of course, The Grand Slam. The best welsh side i've seen play since the 70's and the average age of the team is only 25 with most being under 25, the future looks bright for Welsh rugby, Well done our boys!
