Rookery Manor is a lovely location for a wedding. This is the place that my friends picked, less than an hour from Bristol and with such a beautiful garden to take the wedding pictures. It was sunny enough to have a very good photo shot with family and friends. I arrived in Bristol on Thursday evening and […]Read More The Bristol Wedding and a day trip to Bath.
Imagine you live in London since 3 years. Imagine you have never been to an afternoon tea yet. Imagine then that you have an amazing friend that decides to take you there as a belated birthday present. Well, now you have got the idea of my sunday afternoon. Oh, sorry. I just forgot to mention […]Read More Afternoon tea at Le Méridien Piccadilly.
The quality is awful, I know. But it was dark and I was using the front camera of my phone (fine, I didn’t upgrade to an iPhone 6 yet). But still, this picture reminds me how much fun I had last week so who cares if the quality is shit. I started running in February […]Read More Electric Run London: glowing in the dark!
And it’s been a long time since the last post. LIfe is been as usual: unpredictable, fun, sad, a lot to deal with. But for sure entertaining. I have been so mad for a long time with this life, because I didn’t get what I wanted, I suffered a lot and everything seemed to be […]Read More Back on track.
Sunday in bed it’s something that doesn’t happen really often, or at least it didn’t happen very often. Since less than a month my life is a bit changed, a new job happened (yes, it just happened out of nowhere! Yay!) and for the first time since I am in London I had to deal […]Read More That unknown thing called “free time”.
Ieri mi sono messa a fare la parmigiana. Sembra una cosa abbastanza ovvia, visto il mio amore per le melanzane, ma la parmigiana non mi è mai andata completamente a genio. Ho sempre avuto la sensazione che il composto fosse molliccio a sufficienza da farmi ricredere sull’amore melanzanesco. Però ieri ero particolarmente ispirata e avevo […]Read More Le cose che non ti aspetti sono le più belle. O le più dolorose.
E’ nelle giornate come oggi che mi accorgo di quanto sia splendido vivere. Un martedì qualunque, in cui sono off dal lavoro, dopo aver lavorato un sacco da quando sono tornata, tra ricevimenti per il funerale della Tatcher, conferenze di Twitter, London Marathon and so on. In questo martedì qualunque c’è il sole. Chi abita a Londra […]Read More «Vale la pena vivere, mi chiederai “Sì ma perché?”»