The English summer has come and gone, it happened, I promise you. Do you remember Easter? That hot weekend in April where we all had BBQs in the park, drank cider and stripped down to our bathers no where near a beach? That was Summer!
I did spend some time with my lovely friends in West London over Easter, and we had the most delightful easter egg hunt! Oh, to be 5 years old again.
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