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The weekend

This weekend began with a crazy yoga class on Friday, and I'm still feeling the effects. Which is surprising, considering that I spent most of Friday night listening to music, reading my book and sipping on a large glass of wine while relaxing in a bubbly bath - or is it?

Saturday saw Lady Liberty and I visit Borough Market where we made some delicious purchases. I can totally recommend the delicious mushroom pate from Pate Moi. We also had some delicious salami with black truffles (there is also a wonderfully subtle fennel one too). And some fabulously smelly cheeses - guaranteed to keep a large piece of the park to ourselves!

We then wondered over to St. James's Park, after stopping off for picnic supplies: waterproof blanket / tablecloth, cutlery, paper plates, bubbly glasses and of course princess-esque hair-clips - it would have been rude not to! On the subject of rude though...

When promo girls wear long dresses!

Today was such a lovely sunny day - I just had to spend most of it in the sun, outside! I read the paper and of course my book, took the odd nap & had a smorgasbord of Borough delights for lunch!

With a cold beer - who could ask for more?

And while outside the gardening bug took hold! I have to admit to braking the no-weeding-till-we-know-what-it-is rule, but I applied the if-it-wasn't-there-last-night-and-is-now-several-cm-tall-it's-probably-a-weed rule of thumb. It was also exciting to see some of the flowers coming out to play.

In a house full of girls, how could you not have a plant called Hot Lips?

To finish the day a Poussin was on the menu - and it didn't fail to delight. I'm going to bed looking forward to the other half for dinner tomorrow!


Lucky

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  1. Must have walked past you on Saturday morning at the market - It was I who also bought a tub of pate moi and I can attest as to its greatness; mooi moi!

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