The final twelfth of 2016 looked like this:
1, 3, 7, 9 - #REDCUPS. Part of me is actually quite sensible (really) but its nice to feel like an extra in an episode of Black Mirror, standing on the street in close proximity to your workplace trying to get a good angle of a hot cup of coffee for social media likes.
2 - Abstract Impressionism at the Royal Academy (closes today).
4 - Ice skating at the Tower of London. 99% of me hates being outdoors in the cold but a yearly skate is essential (closes tomorrow).
5 - Morning Gloryville at Oval Space (full post coming soon).
6 - Lights of Soho - I always pop in when I'm nearby (good coffee too)
8 - Flay laying a giant biscuit, a gold ring and my glasses because this is what became of blogging in 2016.
1. Another coffee. I actually didn't subject my body to any of the Christmas coffees because part of growing up means that my tastebuds find them offensive.
2. Visiting Hip Chips in Soho - 2016 in restaurant form. Full post here.
3. Bruch at Granger & Co - always a delight to go somewhere where I struggle to pick a dish because they all sound so good.
4. Christmas jumper day wearing an H&M sweater.
5. An Anna Laurini work on Clerkenwell Road.
6. My Secret Santa gifts from Elodie. The yellow-covered book is extremely dirty, read at your peril (I'm not that easily shocked I am not exaggerating).
7. Signing up for a month's unlimited hot yoga at Fierce Grace was the best December decision. Much needed warmth and my favourite yoga studio in London.
8. Carnaby Street decorated for Christmas.
9. Tea and cake at The Delaunay - whatever pop-ups open in 2017, this and it's sister restaurant The Wolsely will always be favourites for their tip-top service, old school charm and (discreet) celebrity spotting opportunities.
P.S. Don't talk to me about Sherlock as I may have done a "2014" yesterday and slept for the middle hour of the episode.