And laundry.
A perfect day for laundry. Hottest day of the year in London, but there is still a little breeze. So I hung all the washing out. Perfect day for laundry.
My head is full of mixed German and French phrases. Ferocious learning for the summer course tomorrow. Hrvatska was too delicious for working.
A perfect day for daydreaming. About cold coffee, and singing, and The Perfect Date, and the sea, and being home, oh, and finding a cheap flight, and fresh fish (!) and ...I think that's all really. If I daydream about anything else, I'll update.
I've heard the ice-cream truck at least 3 times today. It's nice.
I think, i THINK, that the sea is the love of my life. And I am by no means sure of this, hence the emphasised "think".
Watermelon.
Watermelon.
And curls. And going out.
And the fact that the summer will come again.
I think I want to learn how to make good jam.M.
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