As the wind howled on Saturday night I lay in bed hoping that no trees would fall on the train line and ruin my escape to London. I had plans to meet up with Alice and (soon to be blogging) Kristina and I think if I hadn't made it, I would have wept.
These sanity days are hugely important to me - just the chance to have some precious time as an adult without responsibilities.
So, we mooched round the National Portrait Gallery, and had lunch at Ottolenghi (very highly recommended) and visited Loop. One of those everything and nothing days.
And today I am back at home, but I've remembered who I am and I am happy.
And I have some yarn for a new project...
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