From Walthamstow to Barcelona

Last week we finally went inside our new flat, this  must not be confused with moving in, still a few weeks until that happens, all I can say is scaffolding and balconies are the culprits…

Normally, I am very positive person but for some reason, I was really worried the flat would be small despite knowing the room dimensions, it made no sense, maybe I was trying to keep my expectations low so as not to be disappointed….classic trick of the mind that worked! The kitchen is lovely and the living room quite big, so now I can relax and look forward to having a double oven! I know it’s very sad to be that excited about about a double oven but try roasting meat and making roast potatoes (in goose fat obviously) at the same time, not so easy my friends, so here is my future domestic goddess room:


The next day, we jumped on a Ryanair flight, oh how I love them, the hard cramped seats, the stag and hen dos, the spirits that come in by one get one free packets (yes not bottles), the stewardess’ uniforms that are so chic and clearly made from a very high quality material and best of all the lovely little song they play at the end when you land on time of course. At least you now get an assigned seat…

We stayed at the W Hotel in Barcelona, I am obsessed with W hotels since we stayed at the one in Bali, they have a way of making you feel cool, even when you’re not. They also make for amazing people watching, I think I spotted an international escort, I even stalked her on Instagram and she she stays in suspiciously high end hotels all around the world but does not mention her profession, yes she could have countless highly paid jobs that enable her to afford to fly in private jets and sit by the pool of the W Barcelona with 60 year old men…

The W does views and pools:





We had to go and see this:



The best thing we did was a Spanish Civil War walking tour, it was super interesting and made me quite ashamed to have a degree in European Studies as I hardly knew anything about the subject, this Church was bombed and dozens of children died, one of the more moving parts of the tour:



I intend on reading more about it and reading more about history in General, the amount of knowledge that has left my brain and replaced with knowledge about benchmark data and celebrity gossip is VERY SAD.

It was a lovely few days, however you can take the girl out of Bank but…





An ode to Islington

In about a month, we will be leaving my beloved N1 to go and live in E17 and this is what I am going to miss:

-going to work on the bus in 15 mins

-getting home from anywhere in Central London by cab for less than 20 pounds

-walking along the Canal to go to Angel

-walking along the Canal to go to Broadway market (i.e. Hipster central where I clearly belong…)

-walking along the  Canal to go to Victoria Park

-De Beauvoir Deli, our wedding cupcakes came from there (being all trendy by going local and all that..), they sell great coffee, great bread and BEST of all – Gelupo ice cream! Simply the best! They even sell peanut butter from Michigan. Basically everything is delicious and not easy to find elsewhere.

-Essex Road: it totally represents the mix that is Islington: betting shops, pubs you would never dare go in, pubs you are not trendy enough to go in, kebab shops, expensive Japanese restaurants in converted pubs, pawn shops, super cool barbers, expensive kitchen shops, pound shops, anything you would need basically!

-the beef bourguignon from Smokehouse

-Upper street: where to start? The amazing Everyman cinema, my beloved Aveda, Space NK, OTTOLENGHI, I repeat OTTOLENGHI where the cakes taste as delicious as they look and where the salads are out of this world, Gem, the very sweet Turkish restaurant, Islington Town Hall where we got our wedding license, and the list goes on.

– Camden Passage, again where to start? Breakfast club,  Zucono for Ice cream, the clothes at Workshop,  Chipotle and everything else!

-Living 5 mins away from my best friend and 5 mins away from my aunt, nothing beats “popping in” for a cup of tea without having to plan things in advance .

– the hairdressers on Essex road where the ladies drink white wine on a Saturday and you can hear all the local gossip

-Shepperton Road: so many stories, so many memories, life changing street I will never forget

This is why I am only moving a few stops up the Victoria Line so I can come back ALL THE TIME.

Walthamstow, you have a lot to live up to!

What’s been driving me crazy and what I have been loving lately

This is the first time I missed blogging on a Monday but dinner and lots of chatting are a good excuse!

I need to have a rant about people who do not move to the back of the bus, it drives me INSANE! I want to scream at them to “move the fxxx down”, on a really bad morning I want to push them!

I just don’t understand how one can stand in the middle if the bus and watch people squeeze in to the front and not make room. I would like to know the following:

-are they totally unaware of the consequences of their actions and oblivious to the fact they are blocking everyone?

– do they just not care, I.e. Know they are getting off soon so don’t want the hassle of moving down the bus

-do they not realise there is room behind them?

It always amazes me when the “please move down the bus” message comes on, people look up and see the room, like they were blind until then, so bizarre and annoying! These are the kind of people who could fall of a cliff because they did not see the edge.

I put them in the same highly annoying category of people lean on the bell on the bus and keep ringing it!

So I get to work already worked up and then the weather can’t decide what it’s doing, is it spring or not?! I guess as the French say: “en avail me te decouvre pas d’un fil”.

What I do love are the longer days, the joy of coming up and it not begin dark is probably a typical British thing but it really makes me happy!

It really is the small things that can make you happy, for example I love “the Heist” by  Macklemore and Ryan Lewis”, listening to that in the morning nearly makes up for the idiots on the bus.

I’m also loving my new Tory Burch blue bag combined with my new yellow J Crew jumper puts a smile on my face, as it said the little things…



And May is round the corner filled with so many great things, hen nights, birthdays, spa hotels, Katy Perry concerts all that after an Easter trip to Barcelona, it’s going to be great!