Between moving out, moving in and all the nonsense that comes with, I have managed to get up and out about town – falling even more in love with London with each passing day. Here’s the photographic evidence….
Gorgeous sunset from my office.
Another one… for good measure.
With two of my favourite boys at a fabulous housewarming party.
The largest pavlova ever made at St Johns following the hog roast.
Breakfast with my twinsie.
Bathroom selfie at the Shard – all mirrors, all the time.
My gorgeous little Russian doll came to visit me in London! So we had cocktails at the Shard.
Bubbles and lunch with these fabulous babes in the City.
Drinks and dancing with these hotties in Chelsea and Mayfair on a Saturday night.
Brunch at the Woolpack pub on Bermondsey street with a few of my besties.
A middle of the night stroll along the Thames after closing time.
The coolest underground speakeasy in the form of a detective agency – Evans & Peel near Earls Court.
Wearing an authentic Spartan helmet…. typical Saturday night.
The Sky Garden on a Tuesday night.
Despite the craziness of the past few months, I have clearly managed to get out and have a smidge of fun between packing, unpacking and working. And I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon.