I was first in at hot yoga.
I was first in at hot yoga.
I took this excellent selfie on a long bike ride around town on the day Liverpool lost to Fulham.
I had a spring cleaning day which also involved making more King Arthur bread, which turned out so well.
I finished volunteering and the sun was still shining.
I saw the first flowers in the parklet opposite my flat when I was walking to volunteering.
I made King Arthur bread rolls.
I admired the sunset over Graham rd.
I started the bread-making process (using starter I made on Saturday).
I saw Arsenal beat Fulham 2-1 on the night that Saka came back (and scored at ~7 minutes).
I made… whatever this is… for ma’s birthday.
I made a new friend.
I found the best magnolia in south London.
I liked the way one building reflected the other on my way home from doing my first Formula 3 and a spin class (which was a mistake).
I got crafty.
I tested out some new incense.
I did hot yin yoga at wood wharf.
I saw the sky when I left the studio to get a sandwich.
I went to Le Relais de Venise in Marylebone with Tarshy.
I remain obsessed with blossoms.
I saw a good sky+shard combo.