The Picnic

I had booked my train home with a little lie in on a Sunday morning in mind. But that was not to be. I got kicked out at 7.30 in the morning, with 6 hours to kill until my train. Luckily, I have lovely friends.

So at 9 am, I showed up at my friends house, and I drank tea while she woke up and showered, and then we headed to Regents Park with a picnic and gossiped about everything for hours. It was lovely.

Then we realised it was half an hour until my train and rushed back to pick up my bags and get to the station. I fell asleep on the train and then spent the rest of my afternoon catching up with YouTube, watching TV and eating candy floss and a giant Kinder egg.

And that brings me back up to date.