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Seven Dials, Covent Garden, London, Area Overview, Seven Dials, London’s Covent Garden

There was a carnival atmosphere as we sat on the monument that is Seven Dials last night. We saw Simon Callow wander past, well spotted by Clare and correctly identified by me, doing more than a passing impression of Santa Claus on an off day and in a blue suit. We supped on cheap wine (and consequently I have a new favourite pub) and were surrounded by Cubans in jaunty hats. We were offered a new drink by a passing man and exchanged pleasantries and the aforementioned drink with our fellow monument sitters.

Later we saw the back of Scarlett Johansson as she walked down and into the Covent Garden Hotel. She was pointed out to us by the woman to my left who excitedly exclaimed 'that's Scarlett Johansson, she just got out of a cab. That's her with the brown jacket and Top Shop bags. My boyfriend's not interested so I'm telling you.' We were interested and did entertain for a while the idea of retiring the to Covent Garden Hotel for a drink. Sense prevailed for once and all was right with the world.