And it's October already… October. How did this happen? With the summer months officially over, the heatwave of the past days has done nothing but intensify my longing for the summer to start all over again. Would you say no to another week in paradise (otherwise known as Italy), frolicking in cool, crystal clear waters on hot, sunny afternoons? To balmy evenings sipping cocktails, long nights of partying, gossipping and giggling? To admission into the LSE, a second chance at happiness, and to rediscovering your zest for life? No, I didn't think so. I know I promised you a bit of a fill-post on Wednesday but following five consecutive 5am starts (4am wake ups :o) I was more than just a little tired. In truth I've had a dream run of a week, perhaps a little too packed to find the time and post here in peace. Knowing Orange Wednesday just wouldn't happen in between work, university and the rest of it, I spent last Sunday compensating; a slow (damn you M1 average speed cameras) drive up to MK, five friends, lots of laughs, a great movie and one massive world food buffet (OMG, this one warrants a whole post of it's own, so more next time!) - any better way to spend your day off? If you haven't seen Crazy Stupid Love, do so. If you don't like romantic comedy, convince yourself for the sake of Ryan Gosling - I can’t allow you to miss out on this eye-candy (or if you're a bit strange in your taste, like me, ooh and ahh over the cute, perfect dad-of-three Cal (Steve Carell)) Either way, just watch it. I whiled away Tuesday in search of Navratri supplies and good Chaat in Wembley (no, I didn’t fly off to India as that intricate sand-coloured carved stone building suggests - that’s actually a newly built temple on Ealing Road) and Wednesday tucked away in my favourite Cafe Nero after a good few hours of intensive retail therapy. Naturally, I mean, with it being payday and everything. Thursday was for cake on Oxford Street and Friday was for the most beautiful evening I’ve spent in a long time: shopping at Brent Cross, Cannelloni at Pizza Express, a long drive and midnight McDonald’s.
I'm still ridiculously happy (yeah, don't worry, I'm starting to make myself feel a little sick too) and really excited for my weekend off. A ton of reading to be done? Yes. A load of chores to catch up on? Yes. But the most ridiculously beautiful weather we’ve probably had all summer long? Yes again. Sorry Globalisation of World Politics, I’m going to have to save you for another day. I hope you have a brilliant weekend whatever it is you’re up to - if you’re feeling low, let the sunshine work its magic, and if you’re tied up working, just call in sick ;) Happy Saturday!