Last Sunday, Z and I braved Hurricane Bertha for a coffee in Shoreditch and a little trip to Columbia Road Flower Market.
I am perpetually early- honestly, it's almost a problem (and nearly was on my first day at work, but that's a story for another day). So while I rocked up at Paper and Cup about ten minutes early, Z was about 20 minutes late (pesky buses)- giving me half an hour to sit in the window with a flat white and people watch. Honestly? People watching in Shoreditch is my new favourite hobby- I saw two people with pink hair, one with a Proudlock-style haircut, and three in '80s style leggings while I was waiting. I would strongly recommend Paper and Cup- with second hand books and hilarious staff, it was a haven of calm so close to the market. Honestly, go.
I love catching up with Z. We've known each other since we were five years old, and can go months and months and months without seeing each other or even really talking. But every time we do catch up, it's just like we saw each other only the previous week, and I love her dearly.
Once we'd had our fill of coffee and boy gossip, we made our way to the market, and I was in heaven. I've often said that if I wasn't doing what I'm doing now, I'd love to be a florist (and maybe own a florists/ bakery/ coffee shop type place), and at this time of year, flower markets are just wonderful.
The hydrangeas were clearly the star of the show (I mean, just look at them!), but the sunflowers and lisianthus stole my heart. Z picked up a pretty bunch of lilac and white lisianthus, and we spent some happy time discussing all things floral and listening to the traders screaming "Two for a fiver!".
And then I got lost trying to find Liverpool Street Station but hey- some you win, some you lose!