One Perfect Summer Sunday
Yesterday was an uncharacteristic warm, sunny day for London. I bought my yummilicious British Mustard Honey Chicken Pasta, a bottle of freshly pressed grape and raspberry juice, 3 cups of my currently-obsessed-with jelly and a large cold samosa from Marks and Spencers. Huge lunch, it was.
I had the pleasure of Belinda for company and she arrived 15 minutes later, after I have been thoroughly grilled by the cheery sunshine.
Me and my favorite lemonade jelly
Us and the Tower Bridge on a fine, fine day!
Since Belinda was such a darling for packing the picnic blanket, we decided to venture nearer to Potter's Field to utilise it.
Don't mind my auntie-looking gym backpack.
We laid the blanket on a suitable patch of grass, with first-class view of the Tower Bridge. It was a surreal experience, lying down on the grass, chatting and looking at the landmark.
I'm one happy camper, for sure!
Ah, summers. :)