I've spent the last 2 weeks in London again so I've become quite a jetsetter already. Flew back home today and had to get up at insanely early hours (4:30 AM) to catch our flight back. Luckily for me my parents did all the work...I was fed in the taxi and after that I slept like a log more or less all the way home. I've had a really good stay here in London and met many new people. Keith and Glenys came round the other day to 'admire' me. We had a BBQ the other week and I got to meet Tammy & Matt, Damien, Phil and Damien's mum Manny and a few days ago we met up with Marcia. We've seen a bunch of people from various kitchen companies, and finally mum and dad found one that can do the job and the contract is signed. I've been to plenty of restaurants, including New World in Chinatown, my parents' favourite Dim Sum place. My parents think I'm very low maintenance at restaurants...if I start grizzling, they just feed me and then I usually fall asleep. One peculiar thing that happened here is that on three different occasions, blokes (not women) came up to us complimenting and praising my pram. This includes an übergeek in one of the nerdy computer shops by Tottenham Court road. How very strange. Not the people you'd expect would take much notice of prams really.