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Day 3, Monday, February 10th: Trafalagar Square, National Portrait Gallery, High Tea at Fortnum & Mason, Harrods
Daily Commonality: We both love to call Will, "Willis," or now, "Willie."

Ah, London. I'm back to my blog and back to the Brits.  Sorry for the delay, in between posts I've been to Texas and California twice. So picking up, on day three... the first stop of the day was Trafalagar Square.  We arrived on a drizzly day to the square and were greeted by the Canadian Embassy and a giant blue rooster. Yes, you heard me right, a big blue rooster... probably part of some sort of art display. Then headed to the National Gallery and National Portrait Gallery.

We wanted to see Kate and Will's portraits but unfortunately that wing was closed for a private party. After spending our morning getting art-educated, we headed to the Queen's grocery store for some class.  Yes, class.  We had the champagne high tea at Fortnum and Mason...maybe we could have had slightly more class instead of eating double servings of just about everything (it was free refills!).  DE-licious!

This picture was the after-math; we're both stuffed.

In keeping the classy theme, we then shopped around the four plus floors of beautiful and lovely things at the Queen's place.  It's called her "grocery store" because on the bottom floor they do have some fresh produce and such, but really it's more like an upscale department store.

We both make home-made Valentine's cards for our hubbies
with an old-fashioned printing press! So fun :)

 

I should have bought this hat for tea.
Oh right, it's like 500 pounds...

Yes, this was at high tea.  I told you, classy!

 The class continued to the next stop of the day - Harrods.  We browsed around the food halls and saw a 1,000 pound Easter egg (and I'm not talking about it's weight)!  The only reason I didn't buy it was because I didn't have a way to get it home, otherwise of course I would have purchased it.

We passed Willie's street...

Riding the tube home, in a very classy way of course.

Our feet were exhausted, bodies a bit tired, so we headed home to eat and play with the other classy ladies on this trip --- Duchess and Georgia Peach.

George licking yogurt out of a carton, classy.

Duchess wearing blush, also classy.
And no, I'm not kidding, she's actually wearing blush.