Sunny London Love

As our quest to purchase a house outside the M25 grows more serious every week I've found myself falling more in love with London. 

On Friday, the sun came out, it was warm, and I spent as much of the day outside as possible. Nowhere else  does propriety go out the window and it is suggested that you have your team meeting in the pub, because it's sunny, than London. 

And when it's sunny, London is glorious, people are happy, joyful and on an endless hunt for Pimms and Rekordling

Wine fuelled adventures in the Adriatic

It is a truth universally acknowledged that no matter where you travel in the world, one can always find an Irish Bar.

And so was the case when The Boy and I travelled to Dubrovnik a little while ago, for a much needed break. However March is not the sunniest and warmest of months to visit, and it was during a ridiculously heavy rain shower that we found ourselves in Karaka's Irish Bar in the Old Town. It's cosy (but incredibly smokey) interior was a welcome refuge from the inclement weather, and with cheap booze and Motown on the stereo we happily killed quite a few hours here before it was safe to venture outside.

During this rainy interlude in the smokey Irish Bar I discovered something wonderful. That Croatian wine is phenomenally good. Like, absolutely delicious and extremely reasonably priced. Not readily available in the UK, as Croatia is not yet part of the EU and they don't produce enough to export.. I spend the rest of my 5 day holiday indulging in as many different local reds, whites and pinks that I could.

Forgotten Songs

With The Boy out for the night on a Bro-Date, I had a blissful evening to myself. Hurrah! 

And it was after the dishes were done, and I had watched a rather awful program I recorded last night (Breaking Amish on the new TLC channel. For reference it's a pile of bollocks) that I did something I have not done in a very long time. 

I turned off the television, and put on some music. That's right, I am listening to albums, long forgotten in the depths of my iTunes. 

I have 3,347 songs in my iTunes, a modest collection by most standards - but the thing is I very rarely listen to most of them. I don't like to wear headphones when I'm on public transport, mainly because my father raised me to be paranoid and I like to be aware of what is going on around me.