Bodeans) that I slept through James getting up and leaving, and the kittens woke me up. Which is a very good way to wake up. And James had left a pot of fresh coffee. Score.
So a windy walk to the tube, with magpies swooping in the thermals, the milkman clattering along the street, an easy tube journey reading about Hedi Lamarr, a fresh orange juice from the fruit man at Old Street station, a new billowy blouse and my new favourite shoes (I did it. The brown Wallabees. Sorry.) and I am ready for my day. How long will the serenity last?
Weekend plans? Moi: supper tonight at The Drapers Arms, then drinks at the Albert and Pearl, to celebrate the birthday of two gorgeous twin girls. Then pottering until Sunday night when we go to see Mos Def. (Yeah, it wasn't last week, as I thought.)
Have a serene weekend, the dudes. What are you up to? C xx.