Glossy Box 2nd Birthday

After an expected text on Monday I decided to go to the 2nd birthday celebrations of glossy box in Covent Garden on Wednesday.  It was a brave move as I haven't been to London since my illness on my own.

I won't lie, it wasn't easy as still TFL haven't got the idea about the needs of their disabled customers. In fact I am in so much pain today, I won't do it again on my own. London is just too much of a problem for me on my own.

That said I made it to the event with an hour to spare before the first box opening. Well that translates to me as coffee time. Coffee obtained I had a  browse including adding to my hat collection,  one day I will remember to take one with me when I am out and about.

I finally joined the group that was beginning to gather. It seemed to be an endless wait but finally kimberley came out and the count down began. The giant box opened with a glossy box for all and all the crowd control of a rugby scrum.  Once I finally had ectracted myself from the crush box in hand,  I found unlike some celebrities Kimberly was just standing around to sign boxes and take photos.  Naturally I had to go and get mine signed and some one kindly took my picture. So I left a very happy bunny, and had I been a normal person I would have gone straight home,  but I don't think I have ever been normal and instead headed to Oxford Street for some retail therapy.

Now that was a bad idea on all levels. Sure I have got some real bargains, however I spent too much, walked to far abd found out just how the general public have disregard for the less able. It is Friday and I am still in bed  healing from the injuries I obtained . My left arm is swollen twice its size my feet are swollen from people stamping on them. All in all it was less retail therapy and more brutal blood sports.

So I left London on a high from the glossy box event  and vowed never to go shopping solo there again.