The weekend was blissful. Sun is shining. Tasks aplenty. CarpetRight, lava lamps, KFH and Highgate were all to do on Saturday.
In the evening we went to the Katy Perry's gig at Hammersmith Apollo. So, were we the middle age farts seen bopping around! Shame!! The gig itself was too candy sugar coated and a tad patronising, I thought. Maybe I just have a bee in my bonnet about being patronised.
Sunday was a delightful day. Met up with Tracy, we had lunch then a stroll and window shop, from Marylebone to Regents Street. My kind of shopping, look and examine and walk away having bought nothing.
And now today is Tuesday. Why has the week gone?