i spent today (well, most of it) hanging out with my darling stranger of a sister doing the rounds of the shops we like in town.
we experienced a few pretty exciting window displays too. this is the first - a ww1 miltary jacket worn by john lennon. the photo does not do it justice.
the second was at dover street market and i was too excited to even think to document it - a checkerboard of the shigeru ban/artek collaboration. now would be a nice time to have money and a house to furnish.
and these were in the window of the gap on regents street. pretty damn excited for this film to come out, i must say...
... pretty damn cool to see some of the puppets too.
this past week i worked seven days straight and survived relatively unscathed. five of those seven days was accompanied by this - loud, dusty and incredible disruptive road works, right outside the door. you would think that it might dissuade people from coming in, but no, soho kids are loyal like that. either way it's over now, and because everyone has returned from their holidays, i'm only working two days a week from now until my return. so in my recovery, sunday was spent as a customer (with celeste from milkbar) and today i don't really feel like going outside so life will resume again tomorrow.
this is quite incredible. i'm not entirely sure how to feel about it. i find it devastatingly sad that a seemingly perfect ecosystem could be so trampled and completely erased (even central park is fake, did you know that?), but the fact that the greatest modern metropolis is the result has left a biter-sweet muddle in my head. i like the hopeful note at the end of his speech, but like any grand city plan (hello perth) implementing it is easier said than done.
we spent mum and dad's last day in london wandering through the east stopping at favourite haunts to refresh. i met them down on columbia road and we walked up to climpson's for breakfast and coffee. then we sauntered down the canal to the pavilion for more coffee and marveled at the geese in the algae. from there, we retraced our steps back to rochelle's canteen which was busy (the busiest - it was gloriously sunny) but, as always, worth the wait.
mum departed after lunch so dad and i trekked around the City (starting here at rivington place) visiting the greats and discovering the underdogs.
this building is just so incredibly detailed. imagine all those joints, all those connections that needed to be considered. it really is a fortress though. distant respect is now fully fledged puppy-love.
dad took this one. i can't claim credit.
and this is the view from mum and dad's suite (!!! - they were upgraded) at the boundary. i want to live here.
lovely london light. hopefully you know that i'm way too lazy to have altered this photo. if anything, downsizing has diminished its vibrance.
up on the roof.
ellie vs. me.
ellie vs. dad (dad won, i think).
dad and my beautiful, hilarious, darling cousin, stephanie.