london gives thanks to david bowie at the victoria and albert museum, the man who single handedly influenced a generation all over the world is celebrated in a wonderful display of his art.
i wander around quite emotional at the memories i share with everyone else there, we gaze at the costumes, the videos, the memories of our youth, it's a unique event and executed surprisingly well.  
i gaze at the photograph of him sitting with burroughs, you wonder at the meeting off these two minds, the way bowie wrote diamond dogs, these two people are my generations greatest artists in my opinion, iconoclasts.
so the morning frittered away wandering around this temple, the ultimate homage, even jakob is enthralled by some of the displays and the costumes and off course his music has something for everyone. 
we exit and head into the city where he introduces me to his work colleagues, a lovely team, i talk books with one lady who has read john burdett, so we talk for a while. the others all seem really great and make an interesting team. i'm not one for pride but i am very happy jakob found his place in the world he loves, fashion is his passion, and he's living his own life now.
he takes me over to london fields where we meet up with his friends, wow, we have fun, i'm in hysterics, my jaw aches from laughing, he's in good company, his friends seem intelligent and switched on, they are creative and forging their lives in a new country. it's strange i was once a pioneer, now he is, our roles have taken on an inverse paralleled course.
i wonder what there is for me in australia, apart from my animals.
london has changed, it's not the city i knew, it's so much more vital and the energy is fantastic. 
i even discover a strange shop called 'the last tuesday society' and declare that it is a 'cabinet of curiosity' to which the proprieter, a thin middle aged man in a purple velvet suit declares, 'yes that's exactly what this is.'

http://www.thelasttuesdaysociety.org/

we enter and immediately discover a world of weirdness, a bizarre collection of mutations, oddities and horrors. i discover a biography on austin spare and buy a copy.
what a satisfying day, we catch the jubilee line to it's northern point exhausted