Thoughts on Leaving London

So, it's happening guys. I'm currently sat in a half-packed room, severely lamenting the amount of bunting I decided to put up when we first moved into this flat. Seriously though, what goes up must come down and in this case it's MILES AND MILES OF TINY FLAGS. I was for sure over-keen to use the sewing machine I got for my birthday last year...

It's a slow process but it's happening, in between lesson planning, coffee, standing outside momentarily in the sunshine, chucking out miscellaneous receipts, chasing next doors cat out from under the bed, sticking things in my scrapbook and willing my tomatoes to ripen every couple of hours.

Remember when I posted this, about being in love with my tiny garden and the fruit and veg I've been growing in tubs? Well, it's backlash central here in South London, as all my raspberries, strawberries and tomatoes have decided to wait until moving week to ripen. I am doing sun dances. I am checking the dampness of soil on the hour. Essentially, I have turned into a mad harvest woman. More to the point, I am not prepared to carry a half ripened raspberry bush on my lap all the way to Yorkshire...


Why You Should Plan Your Next Trip to Lisbon

In the past couple of years, organising gatherings amongst my friends from Norfolk has become a challenging process. Not challenging in a bad way, but challenging in that they've decided to live all over Europe and so popping over to see each other isn't quite the 'see you for coffee in half an hour' that it used to be. Last year saw me visiting my enviably clever friend Marol as she completed a masters in Warsaw and the tres chic Fran in Paris, where we ate and drank our way through each day in a lackadaisical, and arguably very French fashion.

Sure, we're only ever together for a few days every few months and it takes a bit more planning and budgeting than usual, but there's nothing quite like having your gal pals next to you when you're exploring somewhere new and talking a-mile-a-minute in the process. This time we tried to find somewhere to meet in the middle, between London, Leeds, Norwich, Paris, Barcelona and Nottingham. Lisbon, being uncharted territory for all of us, came out on top.

After a very early coach trip and lots of talk about how many custard tarts we were going to eat when we landed, we arrived at our AirBnb. It was cool, open plan and very grown-up. Naturally, the first thing we did was put all the mattresses in one room to make a giant bed, so all six of us could sleep alongside each other. #adulting

In a similar vein to what I've done before, here's my break down of the trip. I'm saving Sintra and Belem for their own posts because a custard tart factory and fairytale mountain castles deserve a post of their own. Here we go!


A Brain Scoop // August

Here's a scoop of my brain for your avid perusal. Long live nonsensical lists! Who else loved a good MySpace note back in the day of privacy laden internet activity? There's something quite cathartic about documenting thoughts and activities in as few words as possible. Like a poor man's attempt at poetry. Alas, that is what I am doing today. My laptop is back on, tea is going cold beside me, and it's drizzling a little. In other words, it's the perfect day for a list.

Listening // A Series of Unfortunate Events Soundtrack. Just the best. 
Wishing // That I could open the windows of my bedroom to get some air in. Eurgh, landlords!
Reading // Captain Corelli's Mandolin. So far, 4/5. 
Buying // A seat cover for my bike that looks like a giant strawberry. Clearly I'm a 10-year-old girl.
Eating // Nothing. Sainsbury's order comes in 2 hours. And counting.
Drinking // Tea! 
Considering // Cracking out the sewing machine today. Got some dreamy fabrics to play with.
Cooking // Toad in the hole. Or, I will be, when my food order arrives!
Stressing // Over whether I should be stressed about the upcoming school term. Should I be planning already?!
Feeling // Excited about moving to Yorkshire. Less excited about packing...
Looking // At Instagram stories. Another phone distraction?!
Wanting // A teleporter that you throw possessions into, which will mysteriously arrive in the new flat and in the right place...
Wearing // A flowery dressing gown in bed and feeling uncomfortably warm...
Loving // My family. V. gushy I know. They are unfathomably brilliant.
Thinking // 'Have I forgotten how to teach?! Will the new teachers at school let me eat lunch with them?!'
Needing // This Ikea rug
Deciding // How to spend my last two weeks in London. *Heavy breathing*
Admiring // Olympians. All of them. I'm still struggling to walk after a 10km run 5 days ago...

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