In his first outing, mini-Andy went to Greenwich to see the Millenium Dome O2 arena.

While maxi-Andy went off to dirty his hands on some conservation work at a local ecology park, our new knitted mini-Hero strolled around the shambolic white elephant of London great big tent, and found himself surrounded by all the usual mundane shops that you would find just about anywhere else in London.

Trying not to be too disappointed, our mini-Adventurer left the collosal waste of money and political disaster that was the dome and went for a cup of coffee in a soulless global chain.



If only he had just been a little bigger, he wished, he could have joined maxi-Andy and maxi-Elena in coppicing willows in the conservation area instead. Oh well that'll teach him!

Where better for mini-Andy, our favourite miniaturised Asian science teacher to go for dinner when in London, than Soho, London's Chinatown. Indeed, when in Chinatown where better to go than Wong Kei, consistently voted "Rudest restaurant in London"



Armed with only a 4 frame Lomo action sampler, our mini-Diner decided that with his unlimited charm he would easily win over London's rudest waiters. But of course not, no-one ever gets a polite word out of those boys, not even our mini-James Bond.

After a customary Won Ton Noodle soup, and a good row with the waiters, our pint-sized hero had to take in a nice green tea and calm down



How this place ever got the Vanessa Feltz Seal of Approval is beyond the comprehension of his little newspaper mind...

mini-Andy has been reading about the rolling hills of England and, landing in London he thought that the best place to find these rolling hills would be Shepherds Bush.

However, after a few minutes it became clear that our mini-Adventurer was not going to find Shepherds or Bushes here, only drunken Australians, so he decided to join in and got himself a pint instead.