Owing to the possibility of engineering works delaying our journey, we caught the 6am train to London and, in consequence, arrived very early. Even after a second breakfast at Paddington, we arrived at the O2 Centre an hour before Mary and Tim could be expected to emerge. When they finally arrived they looked decidedly worse for wear having been drinking cocktails in the Savoy the night before.
Tutanhkamun exhibition was interesting. http://www.superbreak.com/go/RH089/tutankhamun-exhibition/about.htm People queued appallingly badly but we managed to get round without needing embalming.
After lunch we tried to get into The Ritz but failed on account of our being unsuitably dressed. And the Royal Academy on account of the Friends Room being closed for refurbishment. So we gave up and went to the hotel.
Dinner with Mary and Tim at Smollensky's on The Strand.
A late start on Sunday, so late in fact that Mary and Tim beat us to The British Museum, a feat unparalleled in living memory.
The Terracotta Warriors exhibition was fascinating, housed in the old library. http://www.britishmuseum.org/whats_on/all_current_exhibitions/the_first_emperor.aspx Like the Tutanhkamun exhibition it was dramatically lit in a darkened space and the queuing again left much to be desired.
A whistlestop tour failed to justice to the museum (Rosetta Stone and Elgin Marbles only).
Then off to the Masters tennis at the Albert Hall. http://www.theblackrockmasters.com/ Highlight the mens' doubles final, won by Mansour Bahrami and Henri Leconte. We didn't buy the DVD!
We were booked on the 8.07pm train back but it was cancelled. Fortunately we were early and so got the late-running 7.27pm train and changed onto a bus service at Swindon which actually got us home at more or less the expected time.
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