Tuesday, 27 April 2010

The Day Out

It is a rite of passage. Madame Tussauds and the attendant excitement. The middle child was so excited she didn't sleep properly and spent the day trip in a state of dozy contentment holding my hand at every possible opportunity with the exception of the hamburgers and chips at Soho House.

The eldest child who took full credit for the idea was just joyous. Seeing Johnny Depp and some bloke from High School Musical sent her off in screeching delight. And she was a voracious poser next to the wax works.

What I liked was the middle one sitting right next to Aundrey Hepburn and looking as gamine.

The eldest seemed freaked at the waxwork, claiming the leg was moving.

My bank account certainly moved. Entry and pictures of offspring with various stars sent it downwards. But the pleasure.

Without measure.