Friday, 12 November 2010

Harry-feva

That Daniel Radcliffe doesnt quite float my boat like he does others. Nor does the Potter-franchise. Not even a little bit.
BUT.

Yesterday, London was pissed. It was "raining like a bitch", again.
Still, Leicster square was all dolled up, Potter style. So were the thousands of people waiting around the red carpet(which I didnt technically see...but I know it was in there somewhere)under their umbrellas. Sad. Don´t people have anything better to do?

Like me, who was on her way to The national portrait gallery. I dont have a bloody clue how Sara managed to get me there. Don´t get me wrong, I WANT to understand and actually like art. I just don´t.
Anywho, after about 2 hours of us feeling very arty and cultural, we had dinner in China Town.
And then.

My picture perfect afternoon with art and dinner ended with....well...me screaming like the little girl I am...all because I saw Daniel Radcliff on a big screen. Yes. Cheers.

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