Saturday mornings are just the best, aren’t they? I complained a lot that this week was a struggle but the weekend more than made up for it. Kicking it off with a crazy karaoke dance party. Much too many cocktails, that I did not make and have no idea what was in them, were thrown back, songs sung horribly and lots of laughing. Someone I haven’t seen in a little bit reminded me that I was one of their closest friends and not forgotten at all.
This afternoon was catching up with one of my oldest and dearest friends at wonderful Broadway Market. I’d love to have better photos but my silly little Android is no good at all. I’m saving for a magical SLR.
This is me on the Frocks Afloat boat, which is an interesting little endeavour. Only in London can you pull up on the canal and sell vintage clothes out of your houseboat.
January is not a month that is known for its gleeful fun times and unparalleled joy, that’s more of a sunny July or decadent December. No one likes January, it’s the sullen kid at the back of the class kicking the chair in front and scowling at the other children.
I took this when the DLR stalled for 45 minutes this morning.
Not anymore, January (you bitch). As part of my Adventures in 2012, I’m aiming to do one new thing a week. Be it cooking something new, visiting a new restaurant or bar (this one is my favourite), finding a new hobby or checking out a new part of the city. I’d love for people to come along on my adventures, but many may be solo trips.
Part of this adventure will make up my 365 Days of Linzi project. A photo a day for a year. I hope I get to complete this. I’m currently waiting for photo-op 3 to come out of the oven.