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Farewelling a London Summer

Apologies in advance this is a very self indulgent post which I'll use to remind me about the city I call home.  But if you live or love London you'll understand why its nice to take a step back and remind yourself   of its opportunities. 

One of the things I love most about living in London is the summer season. The long evenings, the abundance of activities and the parties. This summer has been no different but feeling I need to encapsulate every moment to savour as I head off on the road of adventure. 

I have had the great pleasure of enjoying some of London's best treats this year and here are a few highlights

Seeing the Killers and the Kaiser Chiefs in Hyde Park in constant rain with my dear friend Fancino (fast followed by cocktails in teapots and fine china cups in a Soho Arts centre) 

Boys finals on Court 1 at Wimbledon with my old tennis knock about mate Nic and her other half Cameron




Watching my nephew Joshua adapt to city life so quickly and playing with squirrels in Green Park  - the love for a joyful squirrel always brightens my day


Dinners at my local for a feast for fush'n'chups Gordan Ramsay style with all of my visitors - Amy, Nic & Cam, Steph, Ants & Joshua (photo's neglected for the taste sensation due to general hunger/enthusiasm to chin wag!)


Running the British 10k with my friends - albeit a terrible race for me - but the experience of sharing with friends is always a joy or at least a pity party! PW's not acceptable for the next race folks.

Farm visits on my street - Farm Fresh eggs on your street and veggies from the allotment is really a fact one should relish learning about!

And some other non-photogenic moments with the London Electronic and Dance Festival at my beloved Victoria Park with my Gore crew & more,  30th birthdays, Pasta Parties and 1st birthday's, watching my neighbourhood be knocked down for redevelopment and hanging out with my cousin Julie and her boys on the South Bank over from Berlin for school holidays (where I am writing this post!) . 

These opportunities have been amazing and I really do love London. But mostly its the people I share these moments with that make the fun. I will miss you all on my travels and will undoubtedly think of each of you as I see a sight and think "hey, So-and-so would love this" or "oooo, I bet So-and-so would hate this!"

I am just so very lucky.
#LOVELONDON

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  1. You've had a blast Joanne Mary! I'm sure your travels will be every bit as exciting and more! Enjoy every moment - as you certainly have been before departing London town. Love TJ and VJ

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