A weekend with Nick and Molly

Whohoo! Nick and Molly came to visit! A little background information: Nick and I have been friends since we met in tennis lessons at the age of 12. He married the beautiful Molly, who we somehow had only managed to meet very briefly in a restaurant in Vicksburg. So this was an especially exciting visit, as it's taken a lot of years for us to reunite. In celebration, we went out and stayed out until midnight! Whohoo! Unfortunately we didn't remember to take pictures of this rare event, but we did take some of our wanderings around Hampstead today.

In the morning after mass consumption of delicious and buttery pastries:


On top of Parliament Hill:


Eskimo kisses with Nick at The Spaniard. The yellow jackets were out in full force and some of them met with death by changing mat. We also marveled over the ability of young women to wear Uggs even in warm weather.


Evie loves Nick and Molly...and her new French fish.


Old friends and new friends:


It's very hard to resist the lure of the English telephone booth, despite the overwhelming smell of urine and the wallpaper of porn.


It's also hard to resist the lure of the chocolate ice cream. It is especially exciting when you usually are eating something like rice cereal mixed with pureed vegetables.


Nick and Evie polish up their French. Evie also attempted to stow away in Nick's suitcase for adventures unknown!


Stay tuned for more adventures with Nick and Molly....