A good friend of mine stopped, quiet concerned, to ask:
“you do know there’s a bear in your bag?”
Oh the silly Germans.
Paddington Bear gave her a little fright. Why would a grown woman be carrying a bear to the beach and then take photo’s of him?
This serious question only became more confusing when Germany saw other people at the beach, with their bears, taking photos. Somewhere in the UK someone decided it was hilarious, and acceptable, to do this. I’ve never questioned having Paddy with me on the road. In fact I think he rather enjoys it.
Here he is at Cronulla about to pop in the sea!
We were invited up to the local bar to see a band called Floorboards, an event keenly scribbled into the community’s calendar months, possibly years, in advance.
After much anticipation we walked into the local bar where it became evident by the locals confident swagger and shaking hips that they had been there since mid-day, not just to secure seats for the show hours ahead of time, but to merrily pass the hours before such entertainment reached the little town of Krambach: home to cows and eccentrics.
We witnessed the fist two brave women (the two most shit faced) to strut their stuff on the dance-floor by the hour of 8(pm); it was just a few minutes before half the pub joined in and it seemed anyone who lived in Krambach over the age of 50 was ready for the stage, which the Floorboards appreciated, as we 20-somethings stood on the side safely resuming our dignity – or so we thought – sipping our gross 2 dollar wine and feeling very sophisticated in comparison.
If there is one thing to take from this bunch it is that they know how to enjoy themselves, as their big night continued on we decided to run away and were in bed by 10(pm); unsure if what we had seen was completely hilarious or rather a sad snippet of what happiness is to a small town.
Read an overview of the emergency booklet. He loves reading and this is always his first big read on any journey.
Remember, if you’re not as strong as Paddington please don’t sit in the emergency exit seat.
2. Cushion Soft Bottom
Select your seat carefully. Paddington usually chooses the aisle seat, especially on long haul journeys; it’s easy to pop to the loo and adds extra leg room. Occasionally he gets stuck in between the creases, ensure you don’t try to squeeze through these, as Paddy will tell you, it’s not very comfortable. Silly poppet.
3. Cool and Comfy
Wear comfortable clothing, but keep it stylish. As Paddy does in his top hat and deep blue, toggled jacket.
Thanking you, Paddington!
High socks? Walking stick? Tipsy? You’ve got to be British.
Victoria Park: BT LONDON LIVE
Get me there!
The underground Mile End is a good one to catch. It’s a 15 minute walk to the park.
Free entry. Yes.
Big screens showing the games
Beautiful jazz bands all day
Pink plastic jigsaw stuff: please see photo for more details
Fun games, although a lot of kid stuff, there’s also a ferris wheel, zip-line and basketball hoops which were very cool.
Eateries: noodles, fish & chips, pizza. We recommend the hog roast, yum!
I only spied two bars: The Sun and The Heineken tent(s).
What to be aware of!
They’re really strict on what you take in, which is obvious I suppose for Olympic security, but it’s a park. So it was a little weird going through body scanners that are usually saved for airport control.
You also have to chuck all your food and water – although you can just drink the water and re-fill the bottle inside. Lots of water fountains you see. We also managed to sneak in banana cake –fluttering eyes work.
Lots and lots of porter loos that are cleaned every half hour. Not amazing, but not awful.
Paddington with passport ready. Same size as Paddy you will notice.
MEET MY COMPANION…
It’s about time I introduced you to my travelling mascot, Paddington Bear. He’s a miniature symbol of all that is British: suited up for a day of rain with a charming smudge for a smile.
WHERE DID WE MEET?
Paddington and I became acquainted three years ago rather romantically at Heathrow airport, both of us waiting for our next flight to New York; since then we have travelled the globe together! He can be relied on for a boozy night out, a waltz around a park or even a tricky hike.
I have come to learn that he’s not much of a talker but very much a listener; he’s a tidy travelling companion with no hesitations to just give life a good old go.
This is a section to share a few of our adventures around the world…enjoy!
Do you have a mascot? Do share!
Even if it means huddling in a bar, probably eating pork scratchings and sipping a G&T.
I’m not sure if you’ve noticed it too, but the British tone for the London Olympics 2012 has altered somewhat. What was once tagged as a sure reason to leave the country and stay as far away as possible has now acquired a more enthusiastic and (dare I say it) patriotic feel. I know of people coming back from their travels just to be within the city whilst the games are on. Although certain areas are still being avoided by those in the know-how.
It’s possible that our attitude to the event has evolved into mere acceptance: it’s really going to happen now, so we might as well get involved in this.
We’ve also become remarkably accepting of the guaranteed underground rush. We’d actually like to get involved in the hype and atmosphere, even if it means huddling in a bar, probably eating pork scratchings and sipping a G&T.
This is, after all, a rare chance to show off some real Britishness…whatever we consider that to be these days.
We’re ready for you London Olympics – Game is ON.
For more detailed information please visit: http://www.tickets.london2012.com/homepage
WHAT EXACTLY IS BRITISHNESS? Have your say…
1) A keen interest in drinking – be it tea or beer
2) We have history – this could be because we like to argue with everyone…but at least we’ve got an interesting background
3) A challenge – we’ll give anything a go, really. Just dare us.
4) The more the merrier – we like to mix things up and the Capital embodies just that. Louder = better.