Gumboots – Tiny, nameless shop at the Oriental Plaza. Puddle – Nature’s Own
A little spooked… is the reason I have been quiet over the last while. Let’s leave it at that and instead say ‘Hello Again! Holy Panda’s Toenails, I have missed you!’ (One day, one fine day ‘Holy Panda’s Toenails’ is going to catch on. Oh, what a day it will be).
So what’s been happening? It’s Spring up North, pastel colours, walks in Central Park, ditching the snow boots, etc. Whilst here we stock up on stockings, eat soup (even though it’s still sort of salad season) and watch the sun go down way before 7pm, which is strange, but kind of delicious.
In two weeks I hop on a plane to Australia. Travel is so surreal. And always feels completely like it is never actually going to materialise until the moment you are fastening your seatbelt, swallowing your Valium and watching the safety demonstration unfold. I’m busy reading Bill Bryson’s ‘Down under’ and learning all kinds of fascinating things about Australia. Like the fact that it is the ‘world’s sixth largest country’ and ‘of the world’s ten most poisonous snakes, all are Australian.’
I have also learnt that the Australian friends that I am about to meet are some of the most caring, loving and ameezing people I have come across (that’s all me, not Bill Bryson, although I’m sure he would agree). I cannot wait for when our skyping finally turns to hugging and ‘So good to meet you’.
Let’s talk about going to the Doctor during a power failure. Walking down a very dark corridor, following a man in a white coat who hopefully takes his oath very seriously. Having that little temperature thingy under your tongue, whilst the Doctor takes your blood pressure, all by candle light, is beyond bizarre. And yet, in the moment, and mostly just because this is the reality you have, you go on as though the lights are on and it’s just another Friday morning. I am happy to report that Doctor Power Failure took his oath very seriously and also prescribed some lovely virus reducing meds that had me fever free and out of bed the very next day.
On an unrelated note, if you like girls who wear spectacular librarian glasses for realsies, dress ameezingly and sport the best top knots ever, please see this girl immediately.
Thoughts on what to say when people ask ‘Where’s your other half?’ … You mean belly button to shoes or belly button to top of head? Mostly this weekend I went with, ‘Oh, I don’t have one’. Friends, there must, must be a more witty, graceful, Joan Holloway way to answer this that doesn’t leave everyone red like a blister the moment after it pops.
I’ve recently started following Alexa Chung (@alexa_chung) on Twitter, she’s the bees knees. (I am @MsAmeezing on Twitter.)
To end, a new-found secret: Rye Toast with Nutella. Ameezing.
PS. Nuns and rude mannequins. And the loneliest whale in the world.