Oh London, my heart misses you so much this week :-(
I miss Sundays in Brick Lane, rummaging around for the treasures.
I miss the jaunts Alex and I made to The Ten Bells.
I miss the Tate Modern, even though my eyes saw the same things week after week; art in a power station is a nice thing.
I miss existing in a workplace where I can understand everything that is being said to me.
I miss lunch at the Fig and Olive with Mum.
I miss the Sadlers Wells.
I miss my cat.
I miss reading a good book on the Tube and catching eyes with the stranger sitting opposite me.
I miss the shop that I wish was my wardrobe.
I miss brunch on the Southbank with Matthew.
I will even go so far as to say that I miss the 4am nightbus.
I miss it all. Please be the same when I return.
This picture is by Miroslav Sasek. I love his 'This Is...' series - the pictures are so wonderful.