Livingstonesque?
Appropriately enough, as I’m writing this blog whilst listening to Ken Livingstone presenting on LBC, I thought I’d start with this photo from the train which Abi, Oliver and I took to Shoreham on Saturday morning. I was supposed to be looking as if I was happily contemplating my secret plan to renationalise the railways – something which comes very easily to me on trains, I have to say. Ahaha, one day… *cackle*
Abi, Joe and fête food!
Anyway, Shoreham Village Fête was a great day out, and many thanks to Joe for hosting us. We ate, drank, slid down slides, watched falcons flying and smashed crockery (an event now complete with Health and Safety glasses) under the bright summer sun, which managed to get us all in the end. With our reddening skin, we then travelled back to my house to watch Doctor Who… and what an episode it was 
Without spoiling anything for anyone else – I really can’t wait for next week!
A brave band of slightly sun-burnt travellers
Mango beer! Hurrah!
That evening I jumped off the bus leading Abi and Oliver back to the Northern line (pah) and into the presence of Joshua. Yay, Joshua 
With work meaning that he was now unable to attend the picnic planned for the next day, I was really glad we were able to go for a few pizza slices and mango beers to catch up after another term. It was also the first time I’d seen his slightly shorter hair 
but with my own currently shortish hair it still trumps mine!
Picnic people: Sanna, Robert, Saoirse, me, Emily, Rishal and Charlotte
So! Finally! The what is turning into the annual Hampstead Heath pic-a-nic took place yesterday, reuniting me with some people that I hadn’t seen in a very long time. In the case of Robert, since last September! No-one has really changed much, though Although hayfever did come after me and Sanna in particular, it was very much worth it to see everyone again and a few of us came back to mine to enjoy the first of the four new Futurama movies. One exciting new development on behalf of me, Sanna, Saoirse and Emily is the determination to begin a book group over the summer – clearly sailing quickly into middle age! The first book has indeed already been selected, so hopefully the momentum will continue and I will be pushed into reading fiction again. Hooray for summer
Old friends (and young friends)
I assume you are still coming to the Dirty Pirate Hooker Party…