Mel C shines

Yesterday was a good London day. I met up with a couple of friends for a nice dim sum lunch. After lunch, I had a bit of a wander around Holborn and Covent Garden. Afterwards, I took the tube to Oxford Street and went into Liberty. I was hoping to hunt out some cutesy flowery fabric in shades of green and blue-grey, maybe with a bird or two, to use on another chair. Unfortunately they only had it in shades of brown and pink. Fail.

I then tried to escape the madness of Oxford Street and wandered along Carnaby Street and into Soho. It was much nicer wandering around here - lots of more unusual things (such as Rapunzel hair coming out of a window) and not as many big chain stores - there was only a Pret-a-Manger on every second corner. I did make it to the Hummingbird Bakery, for a red velvet cupcake. Thanks Lauren for the tip!

Then in the evening we went to see Mel C. Or should I say, Blood Brothers. It was a pretty gloomy show really, somewhat tragic - two twins, separated at birth, who fall in love with the same woman with tragic consequences. The highlight was Mel C, out of her usual sporty attire, and dressed in dowdy house frocks. She played the poor mother who gave away one of her twin sons very well. Quite far removed from her former life as a spice girl.

Well, out to a gallery or two today. Maybe Notting Hill.