61/365

My Dad's tears at the airport as I stumbled out of the arrivals gate. My mum's beaming face when I got home. Hugging my brothers later the same day, and laughing on the porch. The crisp Melbourne sunshine in my face, staving off jet lag. Catching up with my parents and telling them about how I've been. Being looked after by them. My mum's home cooking.

Well, you get the picture. It's lovely to be home.

60/365

The view from the plane window as we flew over Australia, a bright orange strip defining the horizon, blackness above and below.

59/365

Basking in the warm glow of the Late Turner room at the TATE Britain on my last day in London. Heavenly.

58/365

Receiving my custom designed t-shirt this morning:



I'm really pleased with how this turned out. Gonna miss my London blading buddies!

57/365

Taping up boxes with brown packing tape. Mmm, I love the smell of cardboard in the morning.

56/365

The warm afterglow of an evening spent with friends and well-wishers.

55/365

Wondering what that tinkling sound was while riding my bike to work, and realising it was coming from my new dangly earrings.

54/365

Pashley, I hereby dub thee Princess Persephone, purveyor of pedal-powered pleasure!

53/365

...and that's how you make a man salad.

52/365

Getting a surprise visit from Mr. Black-and-White-Cat poking his head into my living room. Gave each other quite a start.

51/365

Realising that the Pashley is a much easier ride than my old banger. The momentum on that baby! It practically rides itself.

50/365

Seeing a black woman whose hair was dyed the most perfect shade of cobalt blue.

49/365

Riding home bathed by the sort of softly glorious sunset that London does so well, Canary Wharf tower lit up in orange to my left and the Royal Festival Hall glowing soft pink and mauve to my right.

48/365

Finding an adaptor I had given up as lost. Most pleasing.

47/365

Accidentally overturning a punnet of blueberries in the fridge and watching helplessly as they pin-balled their way from the top shelf all the way down to the vegetable crisper.

46/365

Cycling to Battersea Park with my friend and previous flatmate Gem on her Birthday Eve.

I wish she would move to Melbourne and live next door to me. How about it, Gem? I'll make you pancakes every weekend!

45/365

Smoking fake cigarettes. Try it, it makes you look really cool man.

44/365

Zoo anticipation.

43/365

Having the theme song from "Perfect Strangers" running around my head for days.

Annoying though it is, it makes me smile every time. Ah, bad tv, happy memories.

42/365

Noticing a man crossing Blackfriar's bridge in ankle-length pants and bright red socks, topped off with pork pie hat, turquoise shirt and jazzy bow tie.

41/365

Mirror-mosaic octopus!

40/365

Riding my second-hand-but-new-to-me Pashley to work. It is everything I dreamed it would be: stately, graceful, comfortable, and surprisingly speedy. Not so great on the uphills, but oof! It gains some serious momentum and once it gets going, you can sail along for ages! Love love love it.

39/365

Getting a text message from a friend. Such a simple pleasure.

38/365

Refusing to go inside during a light rain shower at a friend's BBQ. After you resist the urge to run for cover at the first few drops, it's really fine, and maybe even kind of nice.

37/365

Spider-web tattoos on the elbows of the cyclist in front of me today.

36/365

Discovering Abstract City, by Christoph Niemann. I could spend hours lost in his world full of whimsical ideas and simple illustrations.

35/365

I have a new bike! A second hand Pashley princess. And oh, she's such a joy.

34/365

Being welcomed to the happy fraternity of Gmail.

33/365

Home-made frozen lemon-curd yoghurt. Divine.

32/365

Retail therapy of the rather sensible kind, I think you'll agree:

1x pair of black stretch trousers and 1x black knee-length skirt from Gap
1x pair of dark blue skinny jeans and 2x super-cheap tees from Uniqlo