Oh hello there. I haven’t posted for a month, and to be honest, I haven’t done that much this month either. My work life over-shadowed pretty much everything as I had the big scary audit that people in my sector dread.
But I got through it, and now the pressure is off (a little). Just in time for the new academic year prep. When can I retire?
I do not like hot weather (let’s ignore the fact I go to Miami every year…) so July has been hell on earth for me. How people can deny climate change is beyond me – it was 32 degrees in my office by 10am last week, please don’t tell me this is normal.
Is August going to be cooler? I bloody hope so.
The Cosy Club
As a reward for getting through the audit, my manager took us out for dinner at the newly opened Cosy Club in Guildford. I have visited their Exeter restaurant for brunch, and was very excited when the manager there told is they’d be opening in Guildford “soon”. That conversation was two years ago and I was beginning to give up hope – it’s so great they’ve managed to make it work!
My favourite thing about the Cosy Club is their non-alcoholic drinks menu. As someone who isn’t a huge booze fan, a varied mocktail menu is very much appreciated. So much so, that I had to go back a week or so later with another friend.
Their Pink Lemonade is dreamy. I could do with some of that right now.
New New Glasses
So last month I bought myself some new glasses and decried that I wasn’t sure I liked them. As the weeks went on, I decided I definitely didn’t like them so bought a gorgeous Kate Spade pair from Glasses Direct.
Anyone who says that they are basically exactly the same as my original glasses is
100% right wrong.
Husband was away for work again at the end of July, so I had a lot of alone time. I am very happy with my own company, but the only time I worry is when I injure myself, like last Friday night when I slipped over backwards in my garden, smashed my the back of my head on the ground, and oddly badly cut and bruised my foot. I really thought I’d properly done some damage and having him 8000 miles away isn’t particularly helpful.
The bruising is quite incredible.
I love a Byron burger, and I had two this month – one in a hotel room the night before a workshop, and one on a spontaneous trip to London with my Mum. We did our normal shopping route – Liberty, Fenwicks, and House of Fraser where I bought some beautiful Butterfly Twist flats and then I persuaded her to walk a little further up to the Byron at Langham Place.