Madly, truly deeply. I can't seem to get enough of this city. I don't like to sleep cause it means I am missing out! So much more settled than before, less like a possum in headlights and no more tears thank gosh! This has to brief as I have heaps of work to do, but quick overveiw of the weekend...I stayed in Brixton with a couple of mates who are so much fun and it went something like this...
Cidar and new friends at the "local" on Friday night, a massive hangover on Sat, which I refused to let ruin my day so we dragged ourselves through Harrods (oh poor me) through the lollies and fish and handbags and perfumes and clothes - pretending we had the money to buy stuff. Funny, got a text from a mate at home...out on the town..and I am standing there looking at Jimmy Choos..Very surreal. Had the best coffee yet in South Kensington.. It was then off to Hyde park where we fed the squirrels nuts then out to a beautiful restaurant in Clapham for tea. ahhhh
Sunday- I went to the Columbia St flower markets with a guy I met back home, that was super lovely, tulips crammed down the streets, amarylis by the bunches...the smells, the colours, the hussle...I was in heaven, it was just like My Fair lady Cockney accents yelling "2 bunches for a fiva, 2 bunches for a fiva". Brilliant. We had lunch in a deli that smelt so good, great coffee utter indulgence. It was then off to meet a friend and we went to V & A mmm The history, the paintings, the fashion exhibition was wicked...we then went and spent about an hour rustling through beautiful books in a little store in South Kensington, then mango slices in a paper bag and we were off home.
Vodka and a roast, a movie, phone call home and bed.
Delightful. I love it and miss you all, but am truly having the time of my life.
xxxxoooo
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