Yesterday I had a British moment. I succombed to a jar of orange marmelade (It was Sarabeth's not British). Then I went to see The King's Speech very spur of the moment and I LOVED it, but more later.
Have I told you about the London Transport Museum? 
An oft overlooked London museum - loads of fun.
Floors and floors of British travel immersion awaits you from all periods of history...
AND you can hop aboard the trains...
Just 'Mind the gap', 'Keep clear of the doors'
'DON'T SPIT'!
It's tucked in a corner of Covent Garden and surrounded by fabulous outdoor eating stalls = not-to-be-missed. Your entry ticket is good for a year.
I loved the old graphics...
Some of the best posters ever were created for London Transport.
During the Second world War...
When Underground stations became a refuge...
Winston Churchill's poster graced the Underground and he's present in...
The King's Speech, based on old diaries found by speech therapist Australian Lionel Logue's grandson in the attic. 
I was expecting the usual Masterpiece Theatre concoction...
Instead it's a griping thriller both brave, witty, all-engrossing with superb acting. I can't think of a better movie to see this holiday week-end. BONJOUR THE KING'S SPEECH!
