Crunch time at work. But, after this week it’ll turn a bit more summer relaxed which is awesome and much needed.
Tuesday and the end of the last spring bank holiday. Love them because who doesn’t love long weekends but they always leave me exhausted even if I didn’t even do much this time.
I’m in a never ending love story with London at the moment. I’m so tired of the grey of this city sometimes but when it’s like this it’s magic. From walking along the river to bar hopping some of the world best bars, from eating the food of every corner of the world to sitting on the sofa with the window open hearing the world pass outside.
London is so lovely at the moment. I have W full time which means morning and afternoon walks. Not complaining when it’s like this.
George was competing for kyrö in a gin off yesterday. And as a loving girlfriend I was there to support him.
Went to see the boys in J.W Paris play last night. Because they are headbangingly awesome. And leatherclad sweethearts. We love that.
Chillin vanillin at home last night. Kept up the never ending rain all day so what better than sofa.
It’s pouring down today. I’m not sure who is being punished with this spring but I am begging for some sun. My pale, vampire skin needs it. Vitamin D good dammit.
Finally got to sofa yesterday. After work of course. But still, a night of glorious, glorious sofa.
Filippa has left and I’m a shell of a person. Love having my best people in town but I’m very much looking forward to vegetating on the sofa for a bit now. Im too old for this shit.