London for work and pleasure

London for work and pleasure

Absurdly and unexpectedly, London was the pick me up I needed after the failed “relaxing holiday” in Bali.

I managed to spend some real time with a close friend I sorely miss, we took a lazy jet-lagged walk along Brick Lane and the flower market, then chased a very special Thames-bank sunset.

Then for two nights I checked into a shoebox hotel room by myself for work and wandered around Oxford Street and Soho in the evenings to recharge.

In the middle of a bustling city I managed to be very blissfully alone, barely take notice of the crowds and enjoy the festive lighting.

By the time I got back to Bristol, then Edinburgh, I was ready for the holidays.

Weekend hobbles

Weekend hobbles

I should really give my poor feet a break, but it’s difficult to justify lying down indoors on the rare pretty days in Edinburgh. My walking has been reduced to a hobble for days now (I overdid the cycling thang and the feet said ‘no’), but as soon as they felt like they could carry me again, I headed out with the Boy’s camera body, and one of my own vintage pancake lenses, to enjoy the sun.

It took some adjusting to, using this lens I know well in a fully manual context, but now fitted on a DSLR’s body. Finding focus, or the right exposure were all challenges at first, but slowly some decent shots emerged.

As on most of my ‘boyless’ summer days, I plunged for my usual wandering snacks, spent some time lying in the grass, and wished I brought a book with me.

I ended up watching a spot of cricket, posed around at the riverside for the self-timer for a bit, hunted for pretty flowers and only headed home in the glorious orange-yellow light once my feet could absolutely take no more.

Week alone

Week alone

While the Boy went off to Iceland with his mates for a week, I tried a few new things. Like cycling to work for instance. Or setting up this blog. I also went back to some of my old ways, the rut I was used to before we moved in — he’s been away before, but only for a day here and there, so this time old habits really had some time to kick back in. Read on »