hugs,
hearts singing out.
I have my appetite back...in full swing.
Perfect. Thank you.
After being shop girl on Saturday I found myself with feet on a dancefloor with friends of gold, and a dress that made me feel like a woman. Electro and swing in one night...topped off with a piping bag of Pulp, disco 2000, just as we were pulling on our coats.
We skirted the night, and ended up in arms.
Sunday morning brought a train journey to London. The day was blue. I wore my dark red brogues and stepped aboard the red ship. (After having stepped off the DLR which was immense-heart pop views over the water).
It was a beautiful ship...
with a warm kitchen, a couple in Love, candles and Ella playing from the table,
a tiny room with portholes looking out over to my most hated building (The artist formerly known as the Millenium Dome)...but it made me smile seeing it there, in all it's spiky ridiculousness, through a round window, in the belly of a boat.
I think I love it,
but I'm still thinking.
Hmmm. Can I see myself/feel myself living on a ship?
I'm so clumsy...the stairs so steep...
but what fun!?
After the boat trip, up onto a bus, sailing into the city- Canary wharf so proud, a stones throw, and Canada Water and the shiny cleanliness
made my eyes wide.
Up, round and up-through Bow,
Hackney...Victoria Park- so pretty. Fountains and romance.
It suddenly soft punched me- I had been here before, with Laura-
we went to some goddamnawful one day festival there the year before last...
aaaaaaaaah.
Yes!
Up, to a party I should have been at miles earlier, near Hackney Central- an apartment to knock the spots on your socks off...
The beautiful brunch, and Alice, so pretty...I got to meet her nearest and dearest, such WARMTH! teapots on the carpet and mugs and the most amazing vegan muffin-a quiche fit for a very tired lady, and just such a lot of love...it was quite dreamy. I wanted to stay forever, with all the beautiful, friendly girls and get to know each and every one of them...but I had to go. I miss Miss A so much. Seeing her was the treat of the day...
I very almost let her down by not coming (or going) but I managed not to...and I'm *so* glad I did not. I just wish one thing-I wish I did not get so *nervous* when meeting new people *in groups* sometimes (always). I need to work on this.
Leaving the Love-into more Love, in the shape of ROD!
Another dream. Stoke Newington as darkness fell. I met her at wholefoods sanctuary (I got there early, so made her up a care package of yoghurt, tea, shower gel and bears wearing fig leaves) We bought wine with a bicycle on it (which was so delicious, but I have completely forgotten the name). taking it back to her new abode, and
wow
I felt so homely. Her new pad is like a true home...her bedroom is a haven and the kitchen had the largest oven I have ever seen in my life.
Two incredible houses in one afternoon!
I helped her frame a Moschino scarf, we drank our wine and heart spoke and smiled.
Piles of smiles for miles and miles.
I met her lovely housemates and we put some music on.
She made me fish fingers on soda bread with greens (classic Rod cuisine <3 )...
skipped out into the night
and made it back to Tunbridge Wells by midnight...
the taxi taking me back to the village where I grew up...the stars so sharp in their sockets- I could have looked up at them and kept looking
and kept looking.
So, today was seabass, and a silk dress.
A bath in a big bath and a set of ideas
plucked from my weekend of smiles... I cannot tell you how incredibly excited I am to be moving to London.
My heart is in it's element...I don't think I have felt like *this* for
a long time?
Yup.
A long time.
It won't be long.
It's going to be
so
much
fun.
God.
I'm tired.
Sleep///
A few things I saw that I liked at Albam today when I went to re-visit Rod:
Mens fishermens crew knit from Albam.
Duffle Overcoat, Albam again.
Glory men.
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