spaced out
its that time in a lazy saturday evening, where the sun's slanting orange through the house but the shadows are still in hiding, banished for a little while longer.
it's warm in london now, and sunny. sandals, sunglasses, linen and cider are heading back in. sweaty runs in the mornings, and sweat sunbathing later, all in the now-crowded parks.
i've been wandering around the city on my bus pass, visiting friends, going to work often enough, and missing my bicycle. last weekend i locked myself out of my house (flatmates all away for the 4 day weekend) and re-learned what east (well, central-east) london was like.
it's warm in london now, and sunny. sandals, sunglasses, linen and cider are heading back in. sweaty runs in the mornings, and sweat sunbathing later, all in the now-crowded parks.
i've been wandering around the city on my bus pass, visiting friends, going to work often enough, and missing my bicycle. last weekend i locked myself out of my house (flatmates all away for the 4 day weekend) and re-learned what east (well, central-east) london was like.

1 Comments:
You're such a West London snob. Angel does not constitute 'East' London!
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