Perfect day
My idea of an absolutely perfect day....
Wake up around 8am to a sunny but crisp autumn weekday. Breakfast: good strong tea made as only my partner can & pancakes with berries, creme fraiche and maple syrup, accompanied by Woman's hour on radio 4 and some high end glossy magazines such as Red or Easy Living.
Workout at the wonderful Reebok gym in
Canary Wharf - how all gyms should be (if you're drinking Bacardi) with gorgeous skyline view, huge changing rooms and showers cubicals bigger than my flat. The swimming area is particularly lovely with ultraviolet filtered water and soft textured pool-side (no more whacking your head against the side when doing back-stroke!) and best of all never anyone in it! Pity it costs a king's ransom to join,
Light but gorgeous lunch somewhere like Carluccio's followed by a huge caffe latte and a shopping trip to here, here and here to buy an outfit for the evening ... this is my fantasy so i'd have at least £1,000 to spend oh and i'd also suddenly drop 2 dress sizes! ... something along these lines would do very nicely & these shoes with it!
Returning to my 5 bedroom house in Holland Park (dahling!) which has just been cleaned, polished and filled with flowers, i'd be welcomed by my pug - Humphrey and my partner 'A'. I'd beat him at a game of scrabble (now this really is a fantasy dogs can't spell!) whilst taking afternoon tea in front of a roaring fire.
Wake up around 8am to a sunny but crisp autumn weekday. Breakfast: good strong tea made as only my partner can & pancakes with berries, creme fraiche and maple syrup, accompanied by Woman's hour on radio 4 and some high end glossy magazines such as Red or Easy Living.
Workout at the wonderful Reebok gym in
Canary Wharf - how all gyms should be (if you're drinking Bacardi) with gorgeous skyline view, huge changing rooms and showers cubicals bigger than my flat. The swimming area is particularly lovely with ultraviolet filtered water and soft textured pool-side (no more whacking your head against the side when doing back-stroke!) and best of all never anyone in it! Pity it costs a king's ransom to join,
Light but gorgeous lunch somewhere like Carluccio's followed by a huge caffe latte and a shopping trip to here, here and here to buy an outfit for the evening ... this is my fantasy so i'd have at least £1,000 to spend oh and i'd also suddenly drop 2 dress sizes! ... something along these lines would do very nicely & these shoes with it!
Returning to my 5 bedroom house in Holland Park (dahling!) which has just been cleaned, polished and filled with flowers, i'd be welcomed by my pug - Humphrey and my partner 'A'. I'd beat him at a game of scrabble (now this really is a fantasy dogs can't spell!) whilst taking afternoon tea in front of a roaring fire.
After a long hot bath together, with a perfect gin and tonic A and I would spend the night entertaining our friends, having a sing song and altogether drinking and eating way, way too much. At about 1am we'd turf our mates out onto the street just as all the tubes and buses were stopping... and laugh at them all as they stumbled drunkenly home to their poor sad hovels.......
