A Canadian Invasion, Day 41

It snowed a mere 2 inches today. London is in hysteria. The weather is headline news and trains are delayed (“Cold weather causes travel disruption across the UK”, a bbc headline reads). It’s laughable really to think that it’s normal to walk around Toronto in a foot of snow but everyone here freaks out when they see a single snowflake. As my dad walked home from the tube station today slipping and sliding on the ice, we both agreed that a Canadian invasion was needed, shovels and salt in hand. No one owns shovels here, and salt to melt the ice seems to be absolutely unheard of. Ah well, it’s nice to see everyone excited (the vendors and garbage collectors on the high street were having a snow ball fight and Ava and Maude built a snowman in the backyard).

Today we took a jaunt to Oxford Street; Liberty was first (beautiful tops for £400 graced my presence…I felt a little depressed to say the least) then Marks and Spencers and John Lewis, Top Shop and then Selfridges where I introduced the Gaters to Lola’s cupcakes (once again, my favourite place to be and favourite food to eat). We also walked around Soho, an area in West London, and I have officially decided that I will be residing there in ten years. It is so stunning. Passed too many Starbucks coffee shops and each time my heart sank to the bottom of my toes when I remembered that I didn’t want to spend my fast deteriorating amount of money on crap coffee.

I found these public washrooms (sorry, toilets) in the middle of the street. They look much more sophisticated than public washrooms in Toronto!