My weekend away in London
For those of you familiar with me this might seem a little strange as I do actually live in London… but indeed this weekend I trekked half an hour up the northern line for a weekend with E, and what a fantabulous weekend it has been.
The low points of the weekend (have to get this bit out of the way): Being ridiculously tired on Friday night and dancing with my eyes shut at the Islington Academy. The worst DJ in the world ever trying to bore us to death in The Roxy after forking out £9 to get in. Getting up on Saturday morning at 7.15am to make phonecalls for work…
The high points: Cosmopolitans at E’s. Going to the toilet at Cat’s. Everyone looking damn gorgeous. The pastries E went out to get from Columbia Rd this morning. Beyond Retro on Cheshire St. My new dress. E’s bed (though a low point for E as she gave it up for Lady B and I). Bargain sunglasses. All the random conversations.
I have managed to have a weekend away in my own city and a bloody good one at that, knackered now though…
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