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I hate cold tea. That mouthful of lukewarm milkyness makes me gag.
I also hate thinking there is still tea in my cup when its empty. Reaching the end is so upsetting.

Oh dear. Did you tell him to "get down low and go go go" or "stop drop and roll"?

Sounds amazing. How don't I own one already?

whats it do?

Seems wicked it is then.
I will just have to make sure I have some kind of liquid dinner before sitting down to 3 hours of song and dance. Oh the joy of it all.

Right that's day one done! They're in the land of nod already.... excellent. Must be time to bust open the twisties and start swigging the rum, no?
Thanks for all the suggestions so far.
Anyone been to avenue Q? Think I've got choices down to that, wicked or oliver... anything else and I think there might be too much singing.

Frommers 3 Day Recommendation

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Day 2: http://www.frommers.com/destinations/london/0055020790.html

Day 3: http://www.frommers.com/destinations/london/0055020791.html

Thanks dmczone - printed and going to be delivered shortly. Well done my friend.

everytime i see this thread i get a pang of excitement because it looks like it might have ray means inspired content.

re the rentals -maybe a nice crisp autumnal jolly to richmond park to look at the deer and practice some wood lore (optional)

My dad would put ray mears to shame - I'm sure of it.

There is only one appropriate show for Australians:

http://www.priscillathemusical.com/

I've been (I'm sure they've been) - anything to see Jason Donovan sing a little tune, right?

She wants to go to a show... like a musical one. Any suggestions as to what show is bearable that won't have me wanting to throw myself from the height of the 'cheaper' seats?

OK peeps - so they arrived safely. I've set them up in the flat with an afternoons quantity of hobnobs and tea. I have recommended that they wait for a break in the weather before they venture to Brockwell park and Brixton market for some culture....
Two things my mums said already (one expected, the other unexpected)
1) "The london underground lady was most helpful"
2) "You're not going to work like that, are you?"

Ahh fun and games. What time does the walkabout open in the morning?

I'm loosing my will to live before they've even arrived. 'Cash in the attic' is a far inferior version of antiques road show. I like the guy with the colourful specs. I hate day time tv.

If I set that list as an orienteering challenge it may be possible. (I don't even know what some of those places are)

Truth be told, the real reason I met them was because reading a book on the way to Heathrow is preferable to doing a morning's work.

Being at work is probably better than sitting on the sofa drinking 7 cups of tea whilst waiting an undefined amount of time, semi worried your boss is going to tell you not to bother coming in tomorrow (or the day after) cause you're a lazy shite.

You are probably right. Should I ring my boss and tell him 'late for work' is now 'not at all' (not keen on cycling in this rain when I can stay on the sofa in pjs). Should I inform brixton police that there are some oaps out there on the loose probably swearing at each other?

I met mine at Heathrow. You lazy so and so :P

Oh the guilt trip - had that already..... my old flat mate was like 'what so you'll go and meet a friend at heathrow for a pint cause they've got a 4 hour lay over, but you won't go and meet your folks?'.

correct. They're big people, they can work it out.

God - I wish they'd just show up already. I've had 5 cups of tea already and I told my boss I might be a 'bit late' monday morning. I'm not going to get in til after lunch.
I bet they're lost somewhere between heathrow and brixton.

The flushing toilet will blow their minds.

You mean and indoors loo will blow their mind

What's your address?

Irrelevant. Even if you had the real crown jewels I'd be reluctant to give up my bounty.

I am so excited about a suitcase of twisties, allens lollies, bundy rum and bonds knickers. I can do this for that type of bribery.

I was going to tell them I lived in Herne Hill and that they've just got to take a relaxing stroll through Brockwell park to my lovely abode. But I can't be arsed. They're aussie after all - they don't care where I live. They're not snobs just middle classfolk.
As for the boyfriend angle - I like... but the mother will just turn around and diplomatically say 'well as long as you're happy'. At least they're not pestering about grandchildren (yet).

Oh is it worth paying £15 to actually get into st pauls and the tower of london and all that shizzle? I've been here long enough to not feel like a tourist - but its probably stuff one should do right?

As for survival.... to avoid pissing each other off, how to be civil and diplomatic.....rather than rising to any bait.... count a slow ten seconds and then gently try to change the subject

As long as I don't get the 'when are you going to sort out your life' question it will be ok... and as long as my mum can deal with the fact, that I don't iron, and I never will, and that in a house of 3 girls we fail to own a iron and borad (or a mop and bucket for that matter).

Sunday jazz at the effra sounds like a good idea.

BTW - my mum doesn't drink.... think I got her share of the drinking genes.. so yeah, pa will be up for drinking ale with me - ma might just look bored. I'll get her some suduko books.

I might take them to andyp's instead if he can have them passed out by 9pm.

Guys - I'm not dissing Brixton... I love it. I just don't know what they're expecting. I'm surely they'll be just surpremely chuffed to be spending time with their amazing daughter.... I'm also going home for xmas (a surprise) - so I'm less excited about this trip than they are cause I know I'll see them again in a couple of months.
Can anyone sort this weather out though? I mean a stroll around southbank in the rain?