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Lucky & Ameba play Hyde and seek

After spending around 2 hours getting bank accounts we decided to get a little fresh air and fun. First though we went to Primark - WOW! Don't know if I'd want to go there on the weekend - and that's saying something!
Anyway, we walked down Park Lane, oogling the Aston Martins and other beautiful vehicles conveniently parked throughout the area so that we could enjoy them!
Meebs enjoying an apple juice and preparing herself for our game of Hyde & seek.


View of the park from where we had a drink.

One of the lovely old buildings in Kensington.

Walking through the gates one of the first things we saw was this field filled with flowers (not sure what they are - Mom, any clues?)

The route we took (well part of it)

Can you spot what doesn't belong?

Just a little bit of picturesque.

Although not very visible, that squirel was also playing the game - with its nut! In the back ground some tulips.

Lush and green - luckily when were were in the park the rain was also playing hyde & seek - it was our turn to count...

Where are we - not on this awesome path!

Hang on - is that Meebs (looking rather shmodelish) with... wait for it... our first Primark bag!

Meebs relaxes by the fountain...

so does Lucky


Meebs & Marble Arch


We ended up walking from Oxford Street to Kensington (which is quite far!) and then through Hyde Park, back up to Marble Arch (and Oxford Street). Tomorrow we'll be heading down to Wimbledon and the south of the river...
Lucky

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