What a fantastic day! A couple of friends and I went to the Notting Hill Carnival to a laugh. It was awesome if not a touch bizarre! Uber loud music pumped from the truck floats. Whistles were blowing. Horns honking. People were dancing in the street. Every sensation was accosted. Sight. Sound. Smell. Touch. The crowds were as thick as thieves. The variety of people was vast – a real mixed bag! We hung over the barricades to watch the first part of the parade and then made our way through the throng of people to investigate what else was happening. We spotted a huge outdoor sound system set up – a disco in the street. It rocked! Dancing in the middle of the street surrounded by happy strangers on a warm sunny English day (yes – it was actually sunny in England?! LOL!). There were Caribbean food stalls on every street – people were even selling BBQ from their front stoop & letting you use their loo for a quid! I had such a blast! I would’ve stayed much longer except I really needed to eat. Despite there being food everywhere, most of it was stuff that doesn’t agree with me. To make matters a little more complicated, I have to sit down to eat and take my time (I can’t walk around mindlessly stuffing my face like the old days anymore!) – both of which were impossible to do at the Carnival!
My left knee ached a little by the time I got home. I’m sure it had nothing to do with the fact that I climbed up & down dale, elbowed through throngs, hammered up and down stairs or that I walked from SW to NW London today!
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I knocked up a Thai green prawn curry (no rice!) for dinner which went down without an incident (thank God for small mercies!). I remembered to take my time, chewed thoroughly and took small bites! Maybe I will get the hang of this band thing. *Fingers crossed*
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