the eve george chose. she ended up jumping out of his pocket midway through our jaunt through shoreditch. but we found her and put her snuggly in my bag
i promised myself ‘no graffiti photos’ but george made me do it
more shoreditch artwork
to get rid of the night’s buzz, my favorite: reese’s peanut butter cups. i devoured all three with a curious passion. sorry for the fuzzy photo, i hadn’t noticed til i saw it the next day
yesterday afternoon i spent a lovely time with my friend ayesha. funny enough, we met in shoreditch, which i had no idea we were doing because i only know london subterraneously and was shocked to see some of the same landmarks from a couple nights ago!
when we left our restaurant it rained. so we found a refuge most suitable to our conversation at the time
later on we returned to spitalfield market for a quick browse before heading to school to pick up the girls. i was told off by a grumpy vendor for taking photos of his old postcards. we then stared each other down when i left, and not in a nice way. he may have been the guy version of me