But you say "That's exactly how this grace thing works"

Reporting continues. Now for the London weekend which was already weeks ago. Shame on me for laziness and sever lack of time to keep this more up to date.

In the tube on the way to Hyde Park

Tourist under the Marble Arch

The weekend started epicly (again). On friday was Marianne's birthday party where I left early to get loads of sleep before I had to catch the early morning train to London. In the end I went to bed around midnight. At 3.10. am our fire alarm went off. The next 15 minutes or so me and everyone from our block spent outside freezing our arses of and wondering what's going on. Turned out that some bloody fresher was cooking in the middle of the night. Very lovely.

Elizabeth was home

Art in the park

Entrance to Saatchi gallery

The other majorly negative moment of the weekend was when some idiot decided to kick Nuutti when I was trying to take photo of him in front of Marble Arch. Now I know that Fluffy Polar Bears fly pretty well when kicked. I might slightly lose my head and do little screaming at the guy who did the nasty deed and ended up being at least slightly sorry for what he did. Or I just ended up to be a funny story going around UK.

Poor bear after his flight

Souvenir from LDN

Camden, newly weds taking pictures on the bridge(!?)

The highlight of the weekend was definitely Mumford and Sons. The gig was amazing, so much more than I ever would have expected. The music really hit me straight in the face. The lyrics, the melodies, the way they performed it. The feelings going inside me, all. They were just pure amazingness. So touching, so realistic and almost ironic, so everything, so life. Very boringly said: no words can describe it.

And otherwise weekend was really nice one. I met loads of nice people (hey to them if someone is reading!), learned modern English ("I could do with a crisp pint of strongbow"), got new shoes (yay!) and had good time. I just love London and everything what's going on there. But in the end it's also very tiring and I was so happy to be back home in Sheffield. It feels like home everytime more and more.