The weekend that went. One of those magical ones. Sun, the best company, champagne, strawberries, epic talks, long walks, spring, sun kissed cheeks, hugs, kisses, laughs, talking about the things that matters and the things that doesnt matter, late night sitting on a door step smoking, friends with happy faces and the feeling that life is pretty amazing.
Friday spent with Julia and Oliver. The cheese and sweets fest that never happened. The cheeses (or jesus). Saturday walk in Hyde Park. Shopping therapy, the unlikely combination of champagne and Eggs Benedict being awesome. Dressing up, twirling feeling pretty, vodka competing with a russian girl, no dinner too drunk very happy feeling. Sunday walk in the Best Place in London, the cemetery with two people that make me very, very happy. Saying goodbye to Julia already missing her but knowing that shes going to be there for ever.