Clash #2 (part 1)

She sat at the table at the Argentinian restaurant just by the river, in Kingston. She had a late-night pizza in Pizza Express in Surbiton, right by the station, slightly annoyed that they took 45 minutes to serve it. She felt the same annoyance at the Mexican restaurant in Leicester Square, where she and her…

Clash

‘ “You don’t have to leave, you know. It’s all down to you, a choice you make, and I flat-out tell you it’s wrong. I know you don’t want to hear it, but it’s my side of the story.” He was putting on his jeans as he said that. In typical British manner, he tried…

Reading Sundays

I’ve written about swimming, brunch, cooking, day trips and other activities you can participate in on Sundays. But I’ve left out the most satisfying one: reading! So many people underestimate reading and its benefits. Reading isn’t just words, it’s worlds on a page, concepts, ideas, inspiration, escapism but can also make you aware of things…

Moving forward

  I started this blog a while ago trying to document a new life, a new source of inspiration for me. I’ve done pretty well and despite the few ups and downs, I’ve picked myself up and aced everything. This post is not my usual humorous Sunday blues tone but rather what influenced my decision…

Countryside Sundays

After the initial nervousness and awkwardness of the long-distance relationship wore off, all I’m left with is wonderful memories and effortless moments. I very regularly visit the city of Leeds to see the special K but also get a (quite pricey, I must say) detox from London (there’s no only so much time you can…

La La Land kind of Sundays

La-la-land is the kind of place that defines me as a person; I live there, 24/7. I plug my earphones and transfer myself to better days, crazy party nights, passionate kisses that might or might not have happened yet. I take myself for a trip down memory lane and a drive down the future avenue…

Feed-your-soul Sundays

When I was a student (both times, as a BA and MA student) my life was..well..lazy. I studied, yes, I did my work experience and internships and chased opportunities as much as I could, but when I was at home, I stayed in bed, ate junk food, read books or watched movies. I led a…

Charity Sundays

  Volunteering is something I have always enjoyed – when I was a MA student, it was an activity I could benefit from in various ways – gain new skills, make friends, keep my mind busy and block out negative thoughts – and it always worked. I met one of my best friends while I…

Cambridge Sunday & Pure Bliss

Here I am, after disappearing for two weeks. Two weeks of dating, swimming, working, impulse shopping and reading. This Sunday was spent lazily in Cambridge, as was Saturday. On those cobblestoned streets, among those cute gift/art shops with quirky pieces of art and useless home accessories, I figured out some very handy sources of pure…

So we beat on, boats against the current…Sunday swimming!

Sundays are for staring out of the window, contemplating how much work needs to be done on Monday. Or maybe not. Sundays are dedicated to working on the wellbeing of the body and the soul. Growing up in Greece meant I went on a beach holiday every summer. The sea has somehow become sort of…

Sunday, go away!

  Sundays are the unluckiest of days. They are squeezed in between Saturday (party day, being-with-family day, carefree day) and Monday (the absolute worst, the day when you have to deal with tons of emails with unreasonably urgent requests). I said that Mondays are the worst, but at least, we know what to expect on…