scones and snow.
Today, my toes were so cold they almost fell off.
But 'twas my first time to Regent's Park since being back in London this term (I am not proud of that to say the least!). The snow was as lovely as it was devastating, however. No more pretty leather heeled boots, it's all back to the basic UGGs or trainers and even so I'm walking like my bum's a huge heavyweight. Anyway we took a nice little stroll, had some scones and tea and I guess that's how an English Sunday is meant to be!
At Regent's Park, blanketed snow.
Bending over laughing?
The weekend happifier. :)
Upon the football field that once was.
Scones, jam, butter and tea at the Honest Sausage (don't ask).
The revival.
*
Anyway another thing today - a squirrel apparently mistook my legs for a tree, jumped and clasped right onto my tights and IT WAS SO PAINFUL! Little thing needs a nail clipper I swear! So now I have (i) punctures which are slightly bleedy and (ii) torn tights. So much for harmony with nature!
But 'twas my first time to Regent's Park since being back in London this term (I am not proud of that to say the least!). The snow was as lovely as it was devastating, however. No more pretty leather heeled boots, it's all back to the basic UGGs or trainers and even so I'm walking like my bum's a huge heavyweight. Anyway we took a nice little stroll, had some scones and tea and I guess that's how an English Sunday is meant to be!
At Regent's Park, blanketed snow.
Bending over laughing?
The weekend happifier. :)
Upon the football field that once was.
Scones, jam, butter and tea at the Honest Sausage (don't ask).
The revival.
*
Anyway another thing today - a squirrel apparently mistook my legs for a tree, jumped and clasped right onto my tights and IT WAS SO PAINFUL! Little thing needs a nail clipper I swear! So now I have (i) punctures which are slightly bleedy and (ii) torn tights. So much for harmony with nature!