Dear London Town

Dear London Town,

Though I took a six week absence from you, I owe you an apology. It’s been a long time since my last letter to you. I remember a friend telling me once that she felt funny about calling me or writing me after such a long time of not communicating. She thought that maybe too much time had passed and we would be unable to retain our connection as friends. I told her she was silly and off we went on our merry way.

I’m such a hypocrite.

It’s been so long since I’ve last written, I had been thinking of ending our affair and hiding it away. I feel like this is some sort of confessional where the public can pass judgment.

‘Forgive me, blog & readers (psst – you out there?), for I have been lazy. It has been three months since my last post.’

There. I said it. I’m a bad blogger.

Maybe I only judge myself. Perhaps I just want one less thing on my list of responsibilities. I go to work and then after work I am busy doing networking meetings, tastings, events, watching shows, enjoying friends. When I have a night to myself, I just want to sit and do nothing. I make a meal and watch some episodes or a movie and spend far too much time on Facebook and Twitter. I guess I just don’t feel like blogging, but I’m trying to start out slowly and make Sunday my writing day. It is MY day and I will use it to bring back some balance to my life.

I bought myself a big treat today. I now own a bike. (Thanks, Gumtree!) It has a name – Hercules! No kidding! It actually says that. It’s a vintage Hercules Balmoral bike, complete with wicker basket. I just need a bell!

I also picked up a serious load of flowers today at Columbia Road flower market. I will tell you a secret. OK, well, it’s probably a well-known one, but still. Go after 2:30pm to get your flowers and you’ll get a ridiculous deal. I need to check out a book from the library or something. I have no idea what half of them are, but I know they are pretty! It makes me feel good to have lots of green inside since we lack a garden outside. (In American, that’d be a front/back-yard.)

The not-so great news on the blogging front is that my camera has died. I was brought a loaner today (thanks, Laura!), so I may be able to snap some photos again soon. Till then, it’s all iPhone, baby. I’ll be looking into whether my camera can be repaired or if I need to purchase a new one. I’m looking at photos I admire and finding out what camera is responsible. That’s one way to get a referral.

So, that’s me, London Town. I’m back and I’m going to try to be better and not make this one of those sad, clichéd posts about it’s been so long since… and then follow it by another huge silence. I’ll find a support group to hold me accountable if I need to!

xx