Tuesday, August 21, 2007

La dolce vita (and other Italian desserts)

Gosh I have been a grade-A shocker when it comes to posting!

Am sure many varied and exciting things have happened in the last month, but I can't remember most of them so I shall provide an abridged version:
  • Did fun tour of major London museums when Jamila and Marc came to visit over Bank Holiday weekend - I love the British Museum
  • Went to Italian embassy and got Schengen visa with no trouble whatsoever. So sucks to the Finnish embassy - ha-HA! Also fell mildly in love with attractive man behind the counter. Needless to say I have never seen him again. Ah well, such is the fleeting nature of love
  • Worked on a client event that ended up with me being in the office at 5.30am. Well, actually, standing outside the office building for half an hour since it only opens at 6.00am when the security guard arrives
  • Found new place to live
  • Went to Italy for Laura and Matt's wedding
There, I think that covers it... in the way a hanky covers a sedan, perhaps, but it'll do.

Earlier in the week I managed to sneak out of work at 5.30 (i.e. the technical end of our working day, although rarely the customary one) and found myself at a bit of a loose end. So I wandered along down to the gym to fulfil the one appearance a month that I manage to put in, in order to justify the astronomical sum I fork over by way of membership fees. Never do I get more of a sense of how magical London really is until I'm walking along with no specific purpose - I think having destinations and deadlines can numb you to some of the city's charm, leading many people to think that perhaps it has none. In spite of being poor, perennially single, partially homeless and currently about two sizes too big for any of my clothes, walking along the Victoria Embankment I felt an overwhelming sense of goodwill. There must be fairydust in the air.

Busy few weeks ahead, with the Peters arriving today for a fortnight, a visit from Nathalie next weekend and moving/packing shenanigans to get on with.

No rest for the wicked.

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