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Having fun in between packing boxes

Packing can be a daunting task especially when you think you have enough boxes, there is always a bit more stuff here and there. I have been making regular trips to the shop for more packing material. I am almost there but not yet. The moving date is coming fast. The new place is not quite ready yet.

It is a bit sad too, this house is getting empty, all my things are no longer where they are supposed to be, everything seems so bare. And the new place will take time to make our own but that’s always the case.

I am trying to do few fun things in between to keep myself cheerful. I had friends over (so lucky they are freelancers!), did some baking and drinking copious cups of tea, and just chatting forever.

I went to see the Gauguin exhibition at Tate Modern. I might not be his biggest fan but there were definitely few of his earlier paintings that appealed to me, and a lot of lovely sketches. Be warned though, it is one of the blockbuster shows and even getting there at 11.00 am didn’t stop us from facing crowds, by the time we left the queue was stretching through the whole corridor. I guess the best time to go is on Friday or Saturday evening.

Afterward a friend and I strolled through Borough Market: chorizo and roasted pepper sandwiches from Brindisa shop for lunch and the biggest discovery of the day – light and fluffy Lamington cake. I had a little try and loved it so much I went for another slice to take home.

Today I decided on another fun day, it helps that a friend from Amsterdam is in town so we met up with another friend in East End. It was a very indulgent day food – wise! We were going to White Cube but it was closed and since the day was chilly we decided to warm up at The Breakfast Club. It started innocently with hot chocolate. But soon after we decided to grab lunch there too. One of my friends and I has some super tasty French toast with bacon and bananas. I know it sounds weird but it worked.

The other friend had hash browns and chorizo.

The food was good, the cafe was warm and cozy but we had some serious calories to burn! We headed down Rivington Street, saw a very good photography exhibition at Rivington Place - Ever Young: James Barnor. Go and see it if you can, I loved it. Then we headed to Redchurch Street, this place is changing so fast, every time I visit there are more and more good places. And they have a new Labour and Wait! We meandered round Brick Lane, visited more shops and galleries and eventually ended up at Market Bar for a cup of tea (and cake!!) before going home.


I am sitting on my sofa watching The Great British Bake Off, it’s raining outside and my dinner is bubbling away. So good to be at home. I had a bit of a manic few weeks at work, it will be quiet from Friday but I still have a couple of tough days ahead.

I did manage to have a couple of nice weekends though.

I strolled through Borough Market sampling a lot of food, I always buy some Dutch cheese and proper apples.

Stop at Brindisa for tomato soup and toast with aioli.

Strolled along Bermondsey and got to a farmers market where I got these beautiful flowers.

And then baked some yeasty buns with sweet cottage cheese.

Saw some amazing fabrics in East London.

Got some vintage Ladybird books at Brick Lane.

Four days of Easter

Day 1. Good Friday. Shopping.

I was preparing for a big Easter breakfast with friends so in order to get the best produce I set off to Borough Market. The day started lovely with nice sunshine, I meandered through the stalls wanting to buy pretty much everything.

Beautiful gerberas.


Crayfish was looking at me.

Fat tomatoes.

The first of spring’s asparagus.

The last of winter cabbage.

And pretty much all other veg one can wish for.

Then it started to rain, and it rained badly. My friend and I decided to run to Tate Modern to seek shelter. We visited Arshile Gorky retrospective which was very fascinating.

Day 2. Saturday. Preparation.

The Easter meal demands a military precision. I was responsible for cinnamon buns which came out amazingly well, I used this recipe and M was making bread. I also made few salads and a chicken liver pate.

Buns got packed and we set off to see our little niece for an afternoon tea.

Day 3. Easter Sunday. Big Breakfast.

We started at 11.00 and finished at about 22.00. It was epic. Everyone put so much effort into it and absolutely everything was home made.

We all had our personal eggs.

We had a refreshing walk through Brockwell Park, stopped for hot drinks at the park cafe and ended up in a pub in Herne Hill. It was not the only pub we went to.

Day 4. Easter Monday. Suffering.

I am in bed watching silly films and paying for yesterday’s fun.