A rainy weekend

Hampstead in the rain is just as good as Hampstead in the sun, you just have to stay cosy!

The weekend began with a gentle jog down to Kenwood House and back - a glorious sky and some good company helped me through the stitch, no doubt brought on by the curry the night before! After a quick shower, it was off to Covent Garden to meet Helen and Sam for noodles. We had a good catch up, before Sam left for the football and Hel's to Gloucestershire.

I strolled around central for an hour or so before heading back to Hampstead. By this time, the rain had started, so I decided to curl up indoors. My plan, however, didn't really work out...as I started on a mission to clear out my room. This involved a lot of black bags, the demolishing of a rubbish shelf stack and a new bookshelf. The re-arranging took hours! So by the time it was finished, it was time to go out for the evening. Sushi at the top of Harvey Nichols was the chosen spot, before having a glass of wine at the Sanderson Hotel and getting home for midnight before collapsing into bed.

The rain woke me up on Sunday, pouring off the roof whilst the wind batted the window. I met Pippa for a brunch at Ginger and White, we enjoyed a really nice coffee, before moving to The Flask (her choice...she likes a booze). It was still raining! After Pip left, I spent another hour or so in the flat before taking a brisk walk to The Spaniards with the rest of the gang in the flat. A glass of Malbec went down particularly well - The Spaniards being one of the best places to spend a rainy evening. We walked back, I picked up some salmon from the supermarket and went to cook up a treat and watch a film with the good lady wife.