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I am a huge, huge fan of London. I think I might live there someday, even just for a little while. Recently, I was lucky enough to get the chance to go to help a very lovely Aunt celebrate a very important birthday. A lady never tells, of course. Unfortunately, we were only there for two days and I was forewarned not to expect anyone to come to any museums with me (it’s okay – I’m going again JUST for the museums! Joy), so it was sort of a whistle-stop tour of London. Literally…”LOOK, THERE’S BUCKINGHAM PALACE. Now let’s sprint to Piccadilly!”

I think I dropped two dress sizes with all the walking we did.

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You may or may not be aware that London is, like, the greatest place to shop. I’m comparing this to Belfast and Lisburn, so obviously my scope is small and unimpressive, but oh, Camden. I want to live there, but it’s really expensive, so if you’re ever there and see someone living in a box and begging for change dressed as Batgirl…well. That might be me, chuck us a quid.

This is Camden Lock Market. Geekery was in abudance, and the people were all wonderfully odd. I am in love with this weird little bunch of sheds.

This is Camden Lock Market. Geekery was in abudance, and the people were all wonderfully odd. I am in love with this weird little bunch of sheds.

Cafe at Camden Lock Market...check out those seats! Absolute genius, I'm trying to figure out a way to steal this idea.

Cafe at Camden Lock Market…check out those seats! Absolute genius, I’m trying to figure out a way to steal this idea.

This is my new handbag. It's the best handbag in the world, don't you think? Purchased at Camden Lock Market, from a man who didn't know who Spiderman was! Seriously! One of the best things about the market is the opportunity to haggle - this bag was only £10 and worth every penny.

This is my new handbag. It’s the best handbag in the world, don’t you think? Purchased at Camden Lock Market, from a man who didn’t know who Spiderman is. Seriously! One of the best things about the market is the opportunity to haggle – this bag was only £10 and worth every penny.

Boba Fett ring - a very lovely gift for all my London planning. Chuffed! Also from the market, it's definitely worth digging around every stall, you really don't know what you might find.

Boba Fett ring – a very lovely gift for all my London planning. Chuffed! Also from the market, it’s definitely worth digging around every stall, you really don’t know what you might find.

If markets, stalls and haggling isn’t your thing, then you’re weird, but there’s also Oxford Street, home of, well, all the flagships stores of all the shops that have ever existed. I might be exaggerating, but Selfridges is there. I am a girl, and as such, I like to look at expensive handbags (and then buy comic book print ones, see above). Nice to look at, but if you are willing to spend that much money on something that isn’t a house or an island, you need psychological help. We went to Oxford Street for one main reason, and that reason was Primark. SUCH A PRIMARK. I’m pretty sure it has everything that Primark actually make. On the downside, it is absolutely packed. There is no room for movement or trying things on or basic human decency. You get in there, you find what you want, you grab it and you queue. I got a little pile of basics, and a Batman top.

Expertly photoshopped by moi.

Expertly photoshopped.

I took my derpy face out for your own good. It’s nice and long and not all black, so it’s a change from all my other Batman tops. This is my justification for buying another item of clothing with the bat symbol on it.

I also saw an amazing Star Wars tshirt, but they only had it in sizes 8 or 20. Typical. I am keeping my eyes peeled for it making its way to the Primark in Belfast, or, heaven forbid, Lisburn.

Finally, here is a £250 teddy bear in the Buckingham Palace gift shop.  ...I did not buy one.

Finally, here is a £250 teddy bear in the Buckingham Palace gift shop.
…I did not buy one.

There you have it, a brief summary of my weekend in London, illustrated through my few but beloved purchases. I will be back, and I will have a much emptier suitcase to fill with magical Camden junk.

S.