Bruno Is Home (& Has Things to Say)

Good morning, Mom!

 Sorry I woke you at 3:30am and at 5am.  It's my separation anxiety.  My tummy responds whenever I see you again.

And now that my tummy is rested, Mom?  I'm ready!  Let's go!

(Wonder Dog jumped into his bag while I was putting on my coat, without even being asked.  Gosh, all that time spent boot-camping him 2 years ago, has reaped long-term rewards.)

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Mom, I prefer the bus to the tube.

I like looking out the window... 

Good bye, Natural History Museum.

Hello, V & A.

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Mom?  Please order something else.  I don't like zucchini.  It's green.

Oh YAY, cod croquettes with salt?!!

Thank you, Mom!

Mom?  Please order another plate..

Mom?  I'm thirsty.

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Mom?  When will we see Daddy and Summie again?

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Mom, I like staying here.  The staff is nice to me.  I am allowed everywhere, and I match the decor.

Mom?  I need an afternoon nap.

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Dog-friendly tapas at Polpo, 41 Beak Street

Very Dog-friendly accommodation at Blakes, 33 Roland Gardens

Tea for Two

Trying to recover from last night's P.A.R.T.Y, I decided to take the hung-over Bruno, for tea.

Hanging his head!

I still don't always say, trousers, nor trainers.  I am however, now adopting the very British tradition of afternoon tea.  Doesn't really matter that I don't eat scones, have a sweet tooth, nor even really drink, tea.  For a few more pounds anyway, champagne is served.  

As tea is unfamiliar territory, I made a few calls to figure out where I could bring Bruno.  I spoke to some very friendly staff at the Blakes Hotel, who helped with a reservation.

What a brilliant idea tea at Blakes turned out to be!  

It's my first time walking this far west on Old Brompton Road.  When I turned onto Roland Gardens and saw the black-colored building, I felt very pleased.

I've been thinking of re-decorating using shades of black.  So when I was shown our table in a courtyard dressed so stylishly in black and green, I felt even more pleased with our tea venue.

Mirrors in the garden, potted plants of varying heights, fat grey cushions against black rod iron seating- yummy!

Bruno and I are even colour-coordinated with the garden!

 Time slows...

I just sit, drink in the peaceful surrounds, admire Anouska Hempel's design.  The food is a little forgettable, but service is impeccable and the ambience healing.

Then our reverie is broken by a young Thai tourist, who asks very politely, if he could take a picture of us.  Because he was polite and non-creepy, I did not disagree.

Photo Credit-  Young Thai Tourist

Blakes, 33 Roland Gardens