I walked to Hackney downs to go to the gym. 

I found a J.

I did my first lift class since getting back. 

I thought I saw the shard. 

I saw my flat from the station. 

I had the penultimate serving of my tuna tray bake, which last me all week. 

I admired my colleague’s Greggs sausage roll cushion. 

I was jet lagged enough to go to the gym before work. 

I heartily agreed with this. 

I was back in Moorgate to go to the gym. 

I was on the plane for a million hours, so here’s my gula melaka ice kacang from my last night in Singapore. 

I bought ridiculous glasses. 

I went for one last walk. 

I had a little dumpling dinner. 

I had a midmorning fish ball noodle. 

I overlooked a very tranquil pool. 

I snuck into raffles. 

I managed to sneak in a little pool session in between raindrops. 

I pushed the boat out at lau pa sat.