A great iced coffee.
Code Names in the park in the shade.
Fireworks from the music in the park.
A great iced coffee.
Code Names in the park in the shade.
Fireworks from the music in the park.
Little cute glass of bubbles for NYE
Staying up until midnight with Fiona to watch the fireworks (and the DRONES!)
Face mask and new skin care.
Watching a woman getting all her hair chopped off to donate. I stayed after my haircut was over just to watch.
Talking to Kevin about making clothes. It’s really nice when someone is genuinely impressed.
Watching the fireworks out the window.
Winning the boob cast that I’m obsessed with!
A fancy breakfast.
A lunchtime walk with the sun shining and a bit of warmth and bright leaves.
Accidentally getting hyped up on Gu before bedtime and doing sofa gymnastics with Jonny.
Finally spotting a firework!
Ally Pally fireworks. Genuinely really good.
Followed by the random but brilliant mariachi band in the tent. Feeling like I was in a festival, but in London.
Watching the huge bonfire. There’s something so calming about watching a fire.
The announcement at the train station – ‘due to the inclement weather…’ Talk about an understatement. And inclement is just such a brilliant word.
The ducks swimming in the flooded fields
The entire evening. So much fun – dark walks in secret tunnels, games, friends, fireworks, a pretty village and loads of laughing. Happy new year everyone.
Image: Manggy
I went for a walk in the park after work. The darkening sky was a really consuming grey. It felt very other-worldly and dream like.
I was one of very few people in the park. At times I could see no one else. Which for a London park is quite odd. But exactly what I wanted.
The orange glow of the houses and insides of buses as the sky got darker made it feel perfectly wintery.
UPDATE:
Ok so I know it’s called three little things but I clearly posted too early today. Just watching the most incredible firework display out my window. Best fireworks I’ve ever seen! Incredible.
The smell of orange as the lady next to me ate one on the overground. It smelt sharply of Christmas (yes that word again)
Having my third session of IPL. One step closer to no body hair stresses (well…fewer body hair hair stresses)
Watching several simultaneous firework displays from my flat, nose pressed against the window.
Image: Sweet Violet