Hi All,

After the Lady GaGa concert on Saturday night, we made our way on Sunday to Tullamarine and boarded the long flight to London.

We landed in London at 6am on Monday morning and were driven to our hotel by an Italian man who hardly smiled. He drove like a maniac down the spiral exit ramp at Heathrow. We felt like we were on the Mad Mouse at Luna Park. After a two near misses in peak hour traffic (his breaking skills were excellent), Lachlan noticed that he wasn't wearing a seatbelt. This actually made us feel better as he was obviously confident in his driving skills. He then swerved us to our hotel door (doing a U-turn in front of what seemed like one thousand tooting commuters) and we had made it to our destination.

The photos attached will give you an insight as to what we've been up to in London.