A Ghost In My Own Home

I finally managed to edit my packing down to 16 Kilo’s this morning. I wandered around the flat in ever decreasing circles, cleaning, moving things, switching things off. My spirit appears to begin the journey before my body, I feel myself becoming lighter, frailer and more transparent as I prepare to leave one city to travel to another 4000 miles away. 

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Fear Or Faith

I am flying to Miami tomorrow. Currently my suitcases is over flowing onto my bedroom floor, full of things that I don't need and won't use. My first draft of packing is fear based. Fuelled by a sense of lack and impending doom (Hello darkness my old friend) I gather together all my worldly goods and try to organise them into one large container. Later after a nights sleep and trying to lift the case I decide that I need to edit.

Blue Sky Thinking

Opened a pack, Made pancakes with caramelised banana and vanilla yogurt this morning. Took Stella out for a walk to St James Park. The man who runs the hawks on Trafalgar Square gave me tips about what to do if Kes swoops down to prey on my puppies ass. He says pick the dog up and turn your back to the bird. Excellent, I am on high alert, 'pick and turn', like 'duck and cover', or 'swim under the shark'. Totally useless advice really as times of danger I normally find my natural instinct is to 'freeze and scream'.

Dark Shadows

Oh it would appear that there is a God after all. It may be that there are quite a few. One of them is Tim Burton, another is Johnny Depp and they have put together yet another incredible film, watch the trailer, it looks hilarious.

Perfect Day Part 5

Late lunch in Yauatcha Soho, we had Dim Sum, tea and cakes. I ordered an infusion of Orange Pekong called 'Lovers Leap' and we shared 3 cakes, a praline, pear and gold leaf, a bright red raspberry and chocolate mouse, and a ginger and caramel coup. The food and cakes cost a fortune, everything else - priceless.

Perfect Day Part 4

A real friend would not buy you a pound and a half of Champagne Truffles 10 days before you were due to put a bikini on.  Gwyneth Paltrow wrote about 'frenemies' in an article where she appeared to be having a dig at Madonna. I know where she was coming from ...

Perfect Day Part 3

I got a new perfume, paid for partially by my only relative, the one I made for myself a number of years ago.  The English name of this scent is Chasing Butterflies. It smells of jasmine and orange blossom. I love it. Last year I bought a single note jasmine perfume from the same shop, I went back this year to find that it had been discontinued. The only thing you can rely upon these days is change.