Now, contrary to public opinion (Eeeeucch! The public), these are some of the things I did not do whilst in London:
Get plastic surgery
See The Queen
'See' any queens
Scope out a man* (that's 'scope', not 'scoop'...)
Dye my grey - not ginger - hair
Buy a dodgy syrup
Be an escort or 'travelling companion'
Girlishly scream: EEEEEEK!
Write the next post - I'll do it tomorrow
I did, however, forget myself and have fun. Christ, I was even happy for nearly 24 consecutive hours! And, I didn't spend any money. Which was handy, because I didn't have any. I have now though, as today is payday.
* Despite waiting on the corner of Oxford St. and Regent St. outside H&M for a good 15 minutes. I think all the hot men must've still been at home in Shepperton...