London Notes #7

My breakfast – one banana (not too big); 20g of granola; 70g Greek yogurt; a handful of berries, and a huge mug of strong milky coffee – never varies. But I ate the last banana yesterday and failed to go out for more. No problem, I thought, I’ll get some apples from the tree, make […]

London Notes #6

I realised last night, as I semi-slept, that if I was going to get any real work done here I’d have to move out of the kitchen. I had settled myself quite happily there because I like kitchens and this one is so gloriously English middle class. It’s cosy and functional, and not even remotely […]

London Notes #5

This is the life: Wake slowly beside lovely new husband who goes to make tea and bring it back to bed. Get up to find the cat has finally eaten; refill her bowl. Have a leisurely breakfast before strolling over the heath to the village and farmers market, find a secondhand bookshop along the way […]

London Notes #4

Had a quiet, domestic sort of Saturday morning: I cleaned the inside of the microwave, brushed the cat, looked over a cento I’ve been trying to construct but added nothing to it, while D did interesting things with his guitar in the upstairs room he’s commandeered for the purpose. In the afternoon friends came over […]

London Notes #3

Today* we braved the weather – showery – and went into central London. The idea was to go to the V&A via an outdoor kit shop so D could buy a cagoule, move on to South Kensington books, and to spend as little money as possible (on non-book things). We failed in every way. We […]

London Notes #2

We woke this morning to the kind of rain that breaks windows, and it hasn’t stopped for a second. So I took the opportunity of this house-binding (after working in the morning) to iron all my suitcase crushed clothes with the posh iron in the (dedicated) laundry room. Daily Observation #2 Money may not buy […]

London Notes #1

I’m doing something I despaired of ever being able to do again: sitting in my, albeit temporary, garden (see header image for the view from this table) typing, and smoking a fag. A parakeet squeaks, like a wonky teddy-bear, in a nearby tree. We arrived last night, plunging into the middle of a family preparing […]

Capitalisation

Tomorrow we leave for London*, where we will house-sit for three and a half weeks. Which feels like a gift from the gods, and I hope to use it wisely, thus, as well as the usual clothes, camera, and bathroom paraphernalia, I’ve packed these: and hope I haven’t missed anything crucial. My plan being to […]

The Butt & Beyond

Two months have gone by since the wedding, and I’m still not done with the name change thing, there are so many entities to notify: the driving license people; the passport people; the doctor’s surgery; the dentist; who else? all the various online sites (do I want a new URL for this one?); the tax […]