Woman Crush

Oh Georgia May, I'm crushing on you bad. Brilliant marketing on Hudsons behalf as I want their jeans now, she is the only reason. What a babe? Who doesn't love her?

Outer Space.

Elcetric Picnic is fast approaching. If I can somehow look like Bruce Springsten, Kings of Leon and Drew Barrymore all at the same time, I will be a happy camper. I am terribly excited, a weekend with my boys and Nips. I doubt if we shall still be friends at the end of the weekend, but here's hoping. Will you be there?
(Is the African tribe theme a bit much? Or too little?)

What is Bambi doing?

Killarney National Park, it's pretty whopper dude, a place filled with deer, red squirrels, pine martens, mushrooms (the hobbits would love it) and chilli. So much chilli. It is a shame that chilli is the only thing that Conor and I can cook, as I think I may hate it now that we have eaten so much of it. However, pay a visit, stay in the Front Gate Lodge, kill some Rhododendron, run with the deer and have a jolly old time.

A beanbag in a clock tower attic.

I was in London. It was my first time there, ever, and by Job, I love that place. Oh my days, the atmosphere, the buildings, Foyles, Libertys, beers named 'auld speckled hen' and most importantly the Victoria Albert Museum. The V&A was by far my favourite place in London, and though I spent an entire afternoon there it wasn't enough. Usually I'm not one for museums and galleries, I have a few that are favourites, like I love the National Gallery in Dublin and the Museé d'Orsay in Paris, and now the V&A in London. I often find other museums too crowded, too expensive and I can't relax in them. I like the museums that are half empty most of the time and therefore really easy to get around.
I also went to Topshop, hated it, couldn't make sense of the store, though that didn't stop my buying a pair of lovely khaki turn ups, but there you go.
Sat for hours in Foyles, reading my new Biology dictionary.
Wandered in both the rain and sunshine.
Went on a boat trip to Greenwich on the Thames.
Drank lots of coffee.
Saw the fat, blonde guy from Gavin & Stacey, who's name I still can't remember, and said hello.
Found a cd that is just nowhere to be had in Ireland for £10, so that was a win. Go HMV Oxford St.
All in all, had a great time, ate loads, drank lots, spent loads of money and looked at lots of trains.
By the way, happy 21st to Avril, who is currently in London. I'd imagine also having a lovely time.