Ash cloud weekend.

Gareth's flat looks over the harbour - the big building there on the right.
Sausage Land.

I made it to Hamburg despite the airport closing on Wednesday due to lame ash cloud. I went to Gatwick on Wednesday afternoon from work not knowing if I was going to make it on the plane. Spent the majority of the day checking every 5 seconds on the Easy Jet website if my flight number was added to the flight cancellation list. All other flights from Gatwick to Hamburg had been cancelled that day so I was very lucky. I must say, its a good thing I made it, otherwise I may have banged my head against a wall like they did in Girl Interrupted.  The build up to a reunion between two loved ones is no joke. I was packed and emotionally prepared. This ash cloud was not going to get in my way.

The day closed with me in the arms of the man I love and dont get to see very much. Nothing could be more satisfying than that. Plus, I bought masses of Lindt and Toberlone at Duty Free which contributed to the overall satisfaction.

Since my arrival, I have spent a lot of time in bed, writing and reading while Gareth has been working. Other activities include bike-riding, meditative-walking, finishing the Lindt balls, eating German-Chinese, watching House, sleeping, eating more Toblerone, taking pictures and loads of cuddling etc…

Gareth was out of work for some time, but now has it coming in from all sides. When it rains, it pours. Why is that? So bizarre. Such is the life of a freelancer.

So I leave you with some pics of my couple of days here so far. The streets are so quiet here compared to London. So peaceful. And so pretty in Spring. I really felt the robust yet relaxed energy that Hamburg has to offer on my walk yesterday. And I enjoyed the street art, too.

Queen Mary

A better look for all.

So, I asked my boyfriend Gareth that question we all want answered.

Who is hotter – Angelina or Jen?

Kinda dont care, and neither does he, but we had fun with it.

According to his suggestions, they shoud swap heads, or bodies, whichever would be easier for them really.

Let me show you:


Found:Real Vida served by Real Saffa Barista.

finally found an authentic Vida store in London. The one in Regent Street moved; the Oxford Street store is no longer there, so made a mission to Goodge street, near Tottenham Court Road, on Sunday and there she was. I almost cried (leave the most beautiful country you call home, South Africa, and you will also cry when you see a Vida)

I made love to the sign.

I had a double mucho cappuccino.

It was delightful.

Saying yes has its rewards.

Im saying yes more.

It’s really the only way I get to meet people.

I said yes to two very lovely events this weekend.

The first was celebration of Coca Cola’s 125th birthday at London’s Design Museum.

My colleague and new favourite friend, Alex, took me to the Coke event after work on Friday to meet another potential favourite friend, Nick, who runs Check it out.

We browsed and talked and Alex bought me a ‘weird and wonderful guide to London’ from the Design Museum bookshop.

Saturday I went to my sister-in-law’s birthday picnic. Which really wasn’t hard to say yes to, but, gosh, we hung out in the sun on the grass from 2 – 9PM. REBELLLLS.

Twas beautiful. So so beautiful.

the coca cola bottle throughout the years.

Guests were given paint etc to create their own bottle art.
calligraphy vibes.

Wandsworth Common
birthday girl with M&S caterpillar chocolate cake