Spot the kraken, I have an obsession with them.
An iconic image at Baker Street underground, we knew we were heading in the right direction.
By jove another clue!
The inside of the ridiculously over priced souvenir shop, plastic pipes for £25?
New 1930s velvet coat, it did not keep me warm, at all. Soz about the frizzy hair and crap photo, Ben is incapable of taking flattering snaps, and I am not photogenic, whatever trevor.
Me in the middle when I have let my roots go crazy.
I loved this suite!
Alas Robert Downey Jnr was not waiting for me in any of these rooms. We did make our way to the Anesthesia Musuem but discovered it's shut on Saturdays, drat. I love visiting London, need to plan my next trip soon.