So it’s Spring now yeah? I’ve finally taken all my summer clothes out of hiding which means there’s no going back. This week has been mostly a flurry of press days and a bit of productivity lull, blame the bank holiday and generally comatose weather.
Made a very rare trip out west (Portobello) to catch up with some friends, love the treat of getting a train halfway and cycling the rest although ploughing through toddlers, tourists and Tfl bike noobs in Hyde Park was a bit dicey. We went to the Uxbridge Arms which is one of my favourite pubs in Notting Hill Gate. Quiet, old-timey, down a side-street, full of trinkets: what more could you possibly want from a pub?
It must be Spring because this weekend marked the first lido swim of the year at Brockwell Park. Swim is maybe an exaggeration, it was a freezing dip where I managed about 10 lengths and my fingers turned purple. Definitely worth doing though.
These fried courgettes looked and tasted like they came from heaven, dreamy.
Nothing like some anchovies on a sunny day.
I generally think colour-coding books is a bit naff, but love this wall at the Boden press day.
Me and my trusty Raleigh Omega in Portobello, ILU! Just out of shot was a group of #lads ganging up on their friend, bullying style. Nice.
Vintage stall at Goose Green fair in East Dulwich. Just out of shot: about ten million babies.
No wetsuits for me at the lido, just a cossie and a cap with a chinstrap.
PS If you love nicey picture gubbins get thee to my Instagram, I’m @histabule and it’s generally filled with this kind of nonsense, as well as lots of pictures of my Sports Direct mug.
