A few nights ago over dinner, the Boy and I were talking about cities and their personalities. Places are like people. They have their own quirks,
My shipment of things came in from London today. Finally. 9 weeks later. 4 boxes. 2 years of a life in London, gathered together and packed
It’s Tuesday. I’m supposed to be moved out of my flat by Saturday morning and hopping on a plane to Athens to see Miss Maria. I
And I’m back. Six airports in the last 3 weeks – 5 countries, 15 cities and many many cones of ice cream. It has been a
Today, I'm craving quiet nights in, lounging on my own furniture, in an apartment that I can call my own. I crave candles and music and
This was taken in Shunt – one of my all-time favourite venues anywhere. It’s beautiful, well lit and tucked away under London Bridge. Sometimes there’s great
It is 9pm and 24 degrees C outside. The windows are open and it is HOT in this flat. London has never been so beautiful.
He said that it’s him. Not me. So why do I feel so hurt? Maybe it’s because I’m paying this man to teach me Spanish and
