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Picnics in London are well dodgy: you could be approaching the park under the warmest sunshine only to have rain piss down on you as you wait for your friends at the appointed meeting spot (a bridge in Regent's Park, in my case yesterday.) As tom correctly pointed out later on, a summer day in London can immitate the entire season: plenty of overcast ( Read more... )

When sunshine pours down on London, and it's the weekend, you can find me sprawled on Victoria Park's grass. Today was no different, though it was a special day because hester and kevin were there with me. We bought coffee at the cafe that faces Vicky Park's lake then found a spot underneath a tree, not too far away. Hester brought a book on linguistics; I ( Read more... )

After months away from the swimming pool, I decided to brave the shallows again with my brand new ear plugs. It was somewhat hard to get through my usual 1.500 metres, but I'm sure with time and practice I'll be back in form. I love that breathless feeling when coming out of the pool and walking to the shower room, the hot water washing my body ( Read more... )

While most goths have travelled up north this weekend for the shabby & stinky (or so I hear) bi-annual Whitby Goth Festival, I've got the Love Music Hate Racism Carnival arriving just outside my door... and it's free! Ha. I know The Good, The Bad and The Queen will be playing, as well as Patrick Wolf. Full line up here. Should be fun, if the ( Read more... )

Still beautiful and sunny in London, in case you were wondering. Today was a repeat of last weekend: sunblock, towel, bottle of water, Hyde Park. This time, Natalia came with us. On the way there, we stopped by Starbucks so Kevin & I could get coffee frappuccinos. We found a spot on high grass, just by the path that leads towards the Serpentine ( Read more... )

Another day on the grass, this time in Hyde Park. Sun more elusive, and a cool breeze from the lake. Bottled water, banana, strawberry smoothie (with banana), blueberry muffin and a small cappuccino with sprinkled chocolate. Yesterday's Guardian. Kevin's mini iPod. Blue towel over an ant hill. A large group of indian teenagers playing ( Read more... )

London is friggin hot, innit? Lovely 24 celsius, shorts, t-shirt, coconut stuff on the skin (40+), towels over the duck shit hiding in the grass and blossoming daisies. Families rowing the boats in Regent's Park, ice cream stalls, sunglasses, hats, The Guardian, Tesco's water bottles & sandwiches & bananas & oranges & mangoes. Kevin's mini-iPod ( Read more... )

It's good to have a jam-packed weekend: makes the return to work all the more bearable.

On Saturday, after much deliberation, we decided to see Primer at the ICA. Before the film started, they screened La Jetée, which has now entered my ranking of top ten films of all time. It's such an unbelievably beautiful film... everyone reading this ( Read more... )