By David Press on
10/10/2010 11:44 AM
With the English preparing to win the ashes on Aussie soil, Jess and I arrived in London looking to represent our convict heritage in the only way I knew how...bagging the English about their terrible weather, which given our cricket teams recent performance, is about the only thing we've got on the Poms at the moment. Unfortunately we somehow managed to bring Perth's glorious weather with us and with that went all my bragging rights. Then again, who am I to complain, so far we've had four straight days of glorious sunshine and blue skies in a city notorious for rain and gloomy dark days.
So with London blessing us with amazing weather, there was nothing more to do than visit the “Terry Tourist” (thanks for that Caitlin) sites and sample as many beers as we could in London's seemingly endless supply of pubs. It was after the third or so pub that I realised we had...