Sunday 18 October 2009

  • Street lamp light through yellow autumn leaves like an Orla Kiely pattern.
  • Playing with my hair. Too 'cute because you've tried something that doesn't work and it looks funny'? (Hmm, thanks Alf?)
  • Success at Spitalfields Market.
  • Having my tea unbegrudgingly cooked for me at midnight, while I perched on the bin and nattered inanely.
  • A sign of commitment to splitting my time across two locations.

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