The weekend was long looked forward to... eventually it arrived, and I breathed a sigh of relief. But did I sleep in and enjoy the chance to relax? No, of course not - there was far too much going on! Emma and I decided it was time for a trip to the Borough Markets, so on Saturday morning we got going straight after breakfast, arriving at our destination just when this busy market on the south bank of the Thames was in full swing. For those of you not in the know, it's a favourite haunt of Jamie Oliver, (of Naked [View Full Entry]

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In which Ju combines her first outing to a West End Theatre, her first Noël Coward play AND her first brush with Theatrical Royalty! The Burger King was hardly an auspicious start to the evening. I had planned to go home before the play to get dressed up and have some food, but fate conspired, my meetings over-ran, and early evening found me perusing takeaway options for the financially challenged in Leicester Square. It was the very middle of summer, I'd been sitting in a stinking hot room with no air con all day, and I felt anything but ready for [View Full Entry]

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Ju attends her first ever Red Carpet Premiere I started my preparation early, drinking a litre of water before setting out in the baking hot sun to take up my position in the gathering crowds. Leicester Square was already pandemonium when I arrived at four - the red carpet was being laid out, there were officers restraining the crowd further and introducing metal barriers. Men with spray bottles were misting the faces of those in the front rows, and shooting jets at those further back. Cameras were out in full force, professional crews with expensive kit, right through to all t [View Full Entry]

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Right. So this is a cheat - I am not home... I haven't been home for five months now! But I have just started this new blog as a record of my adventures, now that JennyandJu have become Jenny and Juliet once more... and I felt the need to share a capsule of things from home, whilst actually sitting inside on a rainy London day. So I'm writing this in September, but it's dated March... the 15th of March. Because that was the day I left NZ. It's not that I am homesick as such. I haven't been crying into my [View Full Entry]

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