Yesterday, I walked through a pile of leaves. Brown ones. You know – like the ones you see in autumn, not summer. Except, of course, if you’re in London in August.
Thankfully, there’s going to be a couple of sunshiney scorchers this week. So, if you need me, I’ll be in the park with a picnic rug and a bottle of Prosecco lapping it up.
But I digress.
Here’s what I’ve been up to this past week:
- Eating. Drinking. Socialising. That’s London summer for you.
- I’ve realised that in times of stress and anxiousness, a day sketching at the V&A will fix you right up. I am now zen, relaxed and will continue to be thoughtful and mindful in everything that I do this week.
- Had one of the best lunches of my entire life at NOPI – second only to that time I went to the Eiffel Tower for lunch or City Social. Such a delicious, pretty and delightful way to spend an afternoon.
- Celebrated the birthday of one of my dearest friends by indulging in a perfect London day: wandering through Burlington Arcade, up Regent Street, afternoon tea at The Charlotte Street Hotel, wandering through hidden squares and lusting after books in the Gower Street Waterstone’s.