Finally, more crazy things happen.

So, yesterday, I decided to take my camera, head into town and just go wherever my feet and the tube took me. Never a good thing with my sense of direction. I got off at Oxford Circus, decided to avoid the crazy post-xmas shopping stuff of Oxford St and headed away, grabbed a coffee and then spent the next 20 minutes finding buildings I wanted to photograph and trying to juggle my coffee and the camera. I found putting the coffee down was quite useful. I did manage to spill coffee down the front of my new jacket. Not quite sure how. Got photos of the Church of All Souls, a gorgeous little church next to a BBC building, all art deco and fab, apparently sound and stuff happens in there. I then spent quite some time wandering through Regents Park, and this is where the first bit of craziness happened. I got attacked by a squirrel. Almost. I was taking a photo of one and it came at me a bit, but I got away, but a bit further along, I came across another amongst a bunch of pigeons and it ran at me so fast, my only thought was to boot it... luckily for it (and me) it stopped! Ever since seeing a whole bunch of feral dogs in HK and Som telling me that they have rabies, all I could think was "Rabies!" I got away safely.
Second craziness - people in the park. Most were tourists, or people just out for a stroll, a lot of dog walkers. But there was one person in the middle of a field practicing discus, (not sure on the spelling, I don't mean like an exam question. Practicing. Discuss.) and later, they were doing some crazy martial arts and then rolling on a giant shiny ball... I got photos, but they just don't do it justice. Then, a person doing some kind of warm ups before exercising in a grey track suit - with red underwear over the top and a red mini-cape thing! Superman in training?
Not sure if there was much more craziness. Wandered out of the park and past some mews. Very impressive buildings. Made my way back to Oxford St. Actually, my sense of direction went crazy here... I kept leaving Oxford Street, going to Carnaby Street, then ending up back on Oxford St, so left, heading toward Carnaby st, then back on Oxford St... oh, too confusing. By the time I made it out of the loop and got to Picadilly Circus, it was too dark for photos so I headed back to Chingford. Oh, and Oxford St xmas lights? Not sure if it because of all the financial issues, but not very impressive this year, in my opine. Watching a doco in the evening - Stephen Fry on the Gutenberg press. Very interesting. Also, in my opine.
Poor Dylan has bronchitis, and his cough is getting worse, but he is on antibiotics, so hopefully he will be getting better soon. Ah, I've just spotted the spell checker. That may take the pain out of reading these, somewhat!