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The Lion Scarf Journey to London

Posted by laurapurlprincess on May 28, 2007

The night had been long, measuring 550ft of scarf, sewing in loose ends, and going through the logistics of placing scarves around giant Lion statues. We’d gone to bed far too late and woken up early to prepare for the madness ahead of us. It was a morning of nervous excitement at the task ahead as after months of planning we were nearing completion of what we had set out to do.

Lion snail

The scarves were rolled up into 4 giant spirals and put in clear sturdy IKEA bags. From the outside they looked like beautiful multicoloured snail shells. Slowly the team assembled, each hoisting a scarf on to their shoulder and so we were ready for the voyage into London.

Up the road we bounded lugging the cumbersome bags as best we could. All the while feeling not too sure about what was to face us. The weather was cold, windy and a little bit wet, but the troupe was bubbling with anticipation and energy.

Once at the station we waited for the train, praying that it wouldn’t be too packed. We managed to squeeze ourselves onto one carriage and keep the scarves out of harms way for the journey into waterloo. There were a few odd looks as we blurted out our feelings and thoughts on what was about to happen to a camcorder. But we were so full of butterflies we didn’t care.

At waterloo we squeezed through the barriers with the bags, got down to the tube in good time and were well and truly on our way.

Lion with yarn and needles

Once at Charing Cross station we walked up the steps into the square and all felt a twang of fear as we faced the beasts we had set out to clothe all those months ago. The scarves had arrived, so had we; all that was left was to get them up there.


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