afternoon tea at lanes of london. reflection: i couldn't live a life of luxury. it felt expensive for the sake of being expensive, but without actually adding value. i feel like luxury would weaken me if i were to afford it permanently. i would much rather have walked to a local greasy spoon for a brew as opposed to taking crowded public transport to poshville in central london. too many people. it's peace i want.

spent the day in st george's. saw a nurse have it out w. another nurse. workplace drama similar to my own. public sector work allows for it.

the importance of being earnest at the noel coward theatre. i went because stephen fry was performing. was briefly star-struck before realising i would much rather see my mum in scotland than an actor in london. that said, i enjoyed the performance in spite of its foppishness.

saturday morning at the park w. the black swans. i always thought they were the stuff of fiction, yet here they are. i was enamoured: they were curious & friendly compared to their white counterparts. no hissing.

peaceful breakfast at arthur's cafe in wimbledon. sitting across from me, john hartson was eating w. some friends. my old man used to love him.