A love letter to London
Lots of new things: snow on the ground, Twickenham and the trickiness of making new friends.
Tag Archives: gratitude
Let London swallow you whole.
“Am I dying?”
“No, it’s just London.”
Hi everyone. I’m Olaf and I like warm hugs!
I should have curtseyed.
Librans suck at making decisions
And I am a freaking typical Libran.
Pull the trigger, chitty, chitty, bang, babe
Date: 28 August. Location: George St cafe, East Melbourne. Coffee is terrible, but the winter sunshine on the outside tables is brilliant. Ohh, that moment when it finally occurs to […]
An unsettlingly big place 