London feels so different on a Saturday. Maybe it’s because I feel relaxed.
Although this morning I woke up having had a day yesterday.
I haven’t been in my Bikram studio for three days – death, life and mothers have seriously got in the way.
Three conversations and a visit from a family of four – all before 1.00 p.m – meant I had to put gel in my hair to make me look alive. By the time the clock had struck ‘News at One’ I was hoovering up biscuit crumbs.
Drove over to Hackney. Took the daughter out shopping to the Food supermarket, all knitted hats and spelt loaves.
We had lunch in a wonderful Mexican restaurant. I had the salad in an eatible bowl, Bee didn’t.
The food was lovely, the music Latin American noisy and the waiters a thing of my past. Lunch cost four quid a piece as it was happy hour for food and it was but forty seven paces to the car.
Dropped off the offspring and sleepily drove back to Battersea.
When I got to Lower Thames Street turned off LOOSE ENDS to listen to St. Brides, the pealing bells of the hidden church was heart stopping. Ancient chimes. Hundreds of years of ears having listened to the clanging sound. For one second I was walking sheep across Southwark Bridge and wearing a raggedy skirt as I did so.
Radio 4 back on and I was jolted back into the reality of man-speak, male commentators who don’t listen to each other, talk over each other and fill the airwaves with arrogant egos.
I spent the last part of the journey in silence.
I’ve researched tomorrows guests and gulped down two huge glasses of coconut water. It’s delicious and seriously good for the old bod.
Gods Gift had a matinee and evening show, Lozzie is out so a solo Saturday night on the Thames is surrounding me.
I’m back to my home tomorrow, the cat, the bed, the soft carpets and the smell of my real life.
I love London but I need to soak in my bath at home. Green carpet, hanging plants and pitch black night. No street lamps or police sirens.
Finding a balance in life is tricky ain’t it especially when London is so enticing.
I’m off now to have cheese on toast, without the cheese and no bread…..In your dreams eh?