frøy hadde søtpotetkaker med halloumi og rødbetshummus. så tok me toget til london bridge der me klemte fredrik hardt og sa hadet for denne gong. han reiste til gatwick også heim til oslo. også var me tre. me reist austover med buss for å eta kake.
meg med mitt nyfarga hår som eg elskar(om nokon forresten vil reisa til min hårsalong i london kan de seifra så sender eg ein kupong i posten så de får 30 pund avslag. notting hill organics heiter dei.)
on saturday we were supposed to go east go have cake, but the overground was closed(yay) and messed up our schedule so we decided to stay south and have some amazing food instead. we had coffee and conversation and fredrik enjoyed his final hours in the sun because afterwards we went to london bridge and said goodbye and bon voyage. then we were three. we went east on a bus and had some amazing cake, me in my freshly done hair that i love(ps if you want to go to my organic salon here in london, i can send you a voucher for a 30 pound discount). then we went to angel and looked at old dresses in the dark and drooled over books before going home to make salad and watch silent witness. the perfect saturday.