Name dropping

While I was out with my mom and aunt, we ended up in Knightsbridge; where Harrods is. Now, I hardly ever go there myself because, it's not my kind of place (Sloane street and expensive/designer gear isn't for me). Well, we got to looking for a picnic hamper (All I could think was 'how British') and were following mis directions around Harvey Nicks when we hit the stationary section; more specifically the Smythson section. Now they produce maybe novel, but overpriced little notebooks, with specially printed papers inside. For example, there one for wines, photographs, wedding pressents, seduction, football matches, theatre trips, gardening etc. I started pointing them out to my mom; my aunt had wandered off, and started making jokes about them.

All of a sudden this lady, who must have overheard us, turns around and starts laughing, and points out another and makes a similar style joke on another one. Almost immediately I realise it's Rosie O'donnell. So we start carrying on with these stupid jokes about the notebooks, laughing, and then a bit about the football (soccer she insisted) match today with England and David Beckham. Suddenly my aunt shows up and simultaniously her and my mom realise who it is, and are beaming like a pair of idiots. I just kept thinking, oh they're really going to embarrass me, oh no... But 5 more minutes of jokes and we both leave.

Now, outside my window in the park, there's an impressive firework display for the Queen's Jubilee. I had wanted to go over, but it rained all afternoon and I don't feel like sloshing around in the mud, so I'm just watching from my window. Cool.