and away i go

feast

dinner at hannah's (which is matt and lizzie's, but they're away)

pockets, p-man.

chef mills. this is the last time i'll see him until i get back to australia. another one to be struck from the list.

we had to improvise a little. this is steph's wine cup.

and rice was served with an implement that looked suspiciously like a shoe-horn.

vienetta!

max and pockets.

the cat that got the ricotta.

steph and hannah.

a typical scene

brilliant

wow. hopefully this hasn't sold out by the time i return from scandinavia. thanks to 'read me...' for the heads up!

lovers

i love these guys so much. they make me so home-sick (and really curious about sydney).

what i achieved today

the girl that sold me these socks said her mother always used to tell her that happiness begins at your feet. makes sense to me.

ikea madness

aggy, kate (housemates) and i braved ikea on sunday but it wasn't nearly as bad as i expected. we'd all been procrastinating since we moved in and so it feels pretty good to have it over and done with.

lasting legacy

i re-wrote the menu before i left climpson's.

thursday

despite finding out that i have shingles early on thursday morning, i ended up having the most incredible day. met up with ellie and we wandered about in shoreditch admiring clothes and shoes that we still can't afford (despite the sales). onto to rochelle's canteen for lunch where this rollercoaster ramp...

...was set up in the courtyard and henry holland and luella bartley were lunching. we both (ellie and i) decided to have the broadbean and courgette soup for lunch with a little side salad. delicious as always. as we had finished a man came up and invited us on to the roof to participate in what can only really be described as a performance piece. i went up first (it has to be one at a time) and was blindfolded with a pair of white cloth goggles (hard to describe), given a pair of headphones and told to await instructions. the next ten minutes or so was spent in a really intimate dream-state, following the voices and completely leaving reality. it really is impossible to describe but i can't stop thinking about it.

i presume this is the creator and his dog.

ellie and i then walked up to climpson's (we stopped at the farm [see next post] and at the pharmacy where ellie very kindly bought me some calamine for my wounds), had a coffee in the park and then i went home for a nap.

later, i went to meet hannah after work and we bumped into young keira knightly and her man. she's short too. 5'7 apparently!

came home and hung out with aggy and kate and marveled at how nice it is when there are no boys around! the most wondrous and complete day i've had, in recent memory at least.

farm life

still thursday, on our way from rochelle to climpsons, ellie and i stopped off at hackney city farm. it's quite ridiculous that neither of us had ever actually been in. it's definitely worthy of its own post.

a big fat pig!

i have a new-found love for donkeys. very soft ears.