Friday evening and after ten days apart, Letad arrived (with flowers) to stay for the weekend. It was a lovely reunion.
It was a dark, cold evening. The wind whistled outside but we were warm and cosy in the little flat in Chalk Farm as we cooked homemade pasta with prawns and zucchini remembering the delicious lunch we’d eaten in Verona and drank a bottle of champagne to celebrate everything we could think of.
|The festive entry hall|
We had the inaugural lighting of the balcony as Christmas is rapidly approaching and for the first time in years, I won’t be travelling. This year, possibly for the first time, I have actually decided to decorate.
With the spectacular view of London as a backdrop and what promises to be a New Year’s Eve to remember, it seemed fitting to wrap lights around the railings to create a festive atmosphere. We should be able to see fireworks across London!
|I do declare this balcony lit|
Four weeks to go…