White flakes falling

It started last Friday. The white stuff. A few flakes here and there while I walked to work…

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By lunchtime, Spa Fields, the park behind the studio was covered, so Rosie and I went frolicking.

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Clerkenwell pyramid

Funnily enough, when it snowed last year Thom and I went to the Barbican to see a film. Same again in 2013!

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The next day I went to Jen’s place in Hackney Wick for breakfast. Everything was icy and cold. I slipped along the canal (spot the Olympic Stadium in the background), praying that I wouldn’t hit any black ice. The smell of wood-fires burning in the bellies of the canal boats filled the air.

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Saturday night saw Thom and I head to Oxfordshire (emphasis on shire) for the weekend, where we basically spent the weekend hanging out with ponies and puppies, and having snowball fights. Best time ever, although I did get bitten on the hand by an overly enthusiastic Blue, when I was trying to give him Polo mints.

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Not pictured – the biggest drooliest dog you might ever meet. Happy days, but looking forward to getting back to the South Pacific next week.

Weekend shenanigans

Blenheim Horse Trials

Every year in the grounds of Blenheim Palace (the same one we visited earlier in the year) they hold a three-day horse trial. We went on Saturday, the cross-country day, and I have never seen anything like it! Blazing English sunshine, horses running flat tack and then masterfully jumping over hedges, hundreds and hundreds of dogs, and of course, jugs of fruity Pimms to wash it all down.

Just one horse trial and I’ve fallen in love with the fresh country-style of the horsie set. I’m now convinced I need a Barbour waxed jacket in my life!