It’s not funny any more. I like to think I can poke fun at myself and my sometimes quirky ways. But not this time. This time, I am not laughing and I fail to see the funny side.
I managed to mislay my camera last night, after the Winter Wonderland experience at Hyde Park. My prize possession, my pride and joy, digital camera. So long camera, maybe I’ll see you in the next life. I hope your new owner is looking after you and taking you to weird and wonderful places.
What an absent minded wally I am! Maybe it’s just as well I am childless, as I might forget I had them and leave them on a train one day. Heaven forbid.
Last night, work colleague and friend, and I, travelled to Hyde Park, where bright orange ice skates were placed on our feet. I’m trying to work out the last time I went ice skating, all I can remember is, it was ages ago. At one time I would zoom around the ice rink every Friday night. I loved ice skating. I used to love roller skating too and at one stage in my life I seemed to have skates permanently attached to my feet.
Which was why I was surprised to see how nervous I was last night. Although to be fair, the rink was far too small for the amount of people skating around. And most people looked like they had never seen, let alone worn, a pair of skates in their life.
When I first reached the ice I kept imagining falling over and someone slicing my hand off. That image did not bode well. Then I started getting annoyed with myself. Come on girl, I thought, you know you can do better than this. Slowly and surely I picked up speed and started feeling confident again. I even started enjoying myself.
After our ice skating session, work colleague and friend, and I, headed to the German Market. Here, wooden stalls were decorated with lights and selling hand made toys, rugs, sweets, and other such delights. We admired, drank mulled wine and ate German sausages.
Then we made our way to the fairground attractions and bought tokens for the horses on the merry-go-round. I felt as if we were in a Mary Poppins film. Although the horses did not detach themselves from the merry-go-round and enter us into a race. Shame, that would have been an experience and a half.
Winter Wonderland was a pleasure to visit.
And then I mislayed my camera. Correction, and then I left my camera on the window sill in a pub. I don’t want to talk about that part of the evening, because I could kick myself.
I couldn’t bear the thought of a camera free life, so I purchased a new one today, courtesy of House of Fraser. Unfortunately the pictures from last night were also left on the window sill, so do you know what I did tonight? I returned to the park to recapture the scene. It's only two tube stops away from the office.
So here you are everyone, recaptured photographs from last night. Second time, spanking new camera, lucky!
Pictures of the day:
The helter skelter.
The big wheel.