London - Take 2

We arrived in London one day after Bear, Mary, Will, Nat (more crazy Kiwis) and Hammi (Nat's hamster that is now in hamster heaven - RIP little fella) moved into their new 2 bedroom home in Chalk Farm. The place is fantastic and we were all very excited to 'warm' the new home up. We spent the first night at the local pub which is 30 seconds from Mezbear's doorstep. Great pub with pool table and live bands. We were the last once to leave and retreated back to number 15 Newbury Mews for more chats and some food. Nat and Will joined us that night in our ramblings who are a fantastic addition to the crew. Col and I retreated to our bed under the kitchen table before the sun came up to get some rest. The following day Bear and Col went for some boy's time to the Walkabout to watch a footy game. We girls decided on lunch and shopping in Camden, which is only a couple of minutes away from Chalk Farm. We weren't too lucky shopping-wise but had a great time catching up and enjoyed a cloudless day over London. We all met again in the evening to get ready for a big night out. The four of us and Chantelle headed off to a massive house party in an old theatre building. The location was mind blowing, once we realised that the Foyer was not the only dance floor in the building! We had even considered to go back to Chalk Farm, as we simply could not understand what the attraction about this tiny and strangely layed-out dance party was. We had a big laugh once we discovered the actual party rooms... We danced all night and headed back for our private after party at Bear and Mary's new home. Once we got home we noticed that little Hammi was shivering uncontrollably. Nat and Will were still out partying so we decided to keep an eye on little Hammi. We took him out of the cage and Chantelle gave him a little cuddle. He seemed to have settled then and we decided to put him back in the cage. I took Hammi of Chantelle's shoulder, which he did not like at all and reacted by biting me in my finger. Two minutes later, back in the cage, Hammi was playing what we thought was 'dead man - or better dead Hammi'. A further minute passed and we all began to realise that Hammi was not playing. Col and Bear came to the rescue and tried to resuscitate the little fella. Hammi took his last breath in Col's hands and left us for good. This was a very traumatising moment, because we had to pass the sad news onto Nat and Will. Nat and Will came home shortly after and took the news very well. We all stayed up and carried on together in memory of Hammi. At one point we even considered to pay our last respects to little Hammi just like Hunter S Thompson's. Bear had bought some very impressive fireworks of which the piece de resistance contained over 500 hundred shots. We dismissed the idea after long discussions but ended the night in firing the fireworks. What a weekend!






Nat, me and Mary, Friday night before heading to the local.




Mary and Will, Friday night.


Before and after shots of the party crew on Saturday night.







RIP little fella!

This is Will, passed out on Saturday night. He did not quiet make it onto his bed but seemed very happy to sleep in this praying position.