and the friend has long legs or arms, depending on which way you pull them!

he also came with some yummy new yarn!

and a cute new bag for me!

lots of goodies together with the scrapbook (which i need to take some better ‘favourite pages’ pics of; and the origami paper that my SO has claimed (and won’t stop going on about!!) and sweeties, yay!

On the way, he got some love from the family (sister)

Buck Palace

and we went to Camden; which if you don’t know, is known for it’s edgy/rock air and celebs hanging around, as well as lots of alternative shops/market stalls. Amigito was a little over whelmed, but wanted to fit in a bit with the locals, so we got him a studded collar!

My youngest brother came to stay, and although he’s a bit camera shy (there’s a few pics of him, and Amigito, in the scrapbook…) he decided that Amigito might be homesick, so he made american stlye brownies (oh gawd, NEVER let a 13 yr old lose in your kitchen with chocolate!!!) and made a flag!

We went for a wander along the southbank, where the London Eye wheel is:

where there are lots of strange people, who cover themselves in paint and stand still for hours upon hours….

the Thames beach!  Well, ok, it’s a bit of sand that happens to have the tide out enogh for people to walk on it, but someone had written messages in it:

Finally we wandered past the Tate Modern, which has a graffiti exhibit on at the moment, including these HOOOGE outside examples:

Anyway, we, in our house, tend to get together with friends, score the different songs for things like “does it have a key change”, “are their outfits sparkly”, we drink and eat takeaway and generally use it as an excuse to get together

Tsk, cider AND takeaway food?!

And, just to prove how odd it can be, a scary tv pic:

We defrosted the “drinks fridge” (1 of our flatmates had a small fridge when he moved in with us, so it’s full of spirits and wine…) and then gave it a good clean:

We then did some dusting of the many, many DVDs Owen owns! (note, my section is the small line on the top of the black bookcase…) (oh, and there’s also another large bookcase on the left…)

I think Owen has been brain-washing him… he went straight for the Indiana Jones box set!! Boys!

Cue lots of cranes hanging from the framework

100′s of cranes

cue one origami mad SO and a trip to the craft shop to fetch lots of pretty papers

and voila, Owen and Amigito folding origami cranes.  Ok, ok, Owen folding and Amigito going “but I don’t have opposable thumbs!”

some of the pretty papers (they were black & white, but I Sharpie’d them)

They’re multiplying!!!!!

Just a few 100 more to go…

He took a bit of a shine to the frozen/slushy margaritas they’d just got in (though we had to build a little stool for him to reach the glass…)

OMG, he’s famous!! Celeb spotting ahoy! ok, ok, he’s not THAT famous, specially not here in the UK, but he’s a kids tv presenter in Ghana, that counts, right?! (he’s actually the barman at the pub, but genuinely he’s a star in Ghana, apparently, but as he’s the only Ghanain I know he could just be telling me that

Ouch, he’s gonna feel that in the morning…

Fri we had a “girlie” might in (O went out clubbing), so we got fish and chips, snuggled up in bed and watched bad tv. He’s finding it a bit nippy over here in the UK, and was looking longingly at my stash of “mini balls I can’t really make anything out of” yarn, so I whipped up a colourful scarf for him

Here he is chatting with the driver, Owen’s sister:

Posing by the beach:

He was most amused by the Welsh for monkey, which is pronounced the same, but spelt very differently! (w = oo in Welsh, there’s no k and y is a vowel and more of an ‘i’ sound)