HAWMC: My Perfect Day …

Not sure about the practicality but my prefect day would ideally include ALL of these….

A freshly brewed Blue Bottle coffee. Topped with a bit of raw cream and some maple syrup. I’d drink it on my mum’s balcony, wrapped up in a warm fleece, watching the fog roll away….

An epic run along the Santa Monica beach, with a recently downloaded selection of 80′s country and american rock (oh yes!) that has miraculously appeared on my I-POD despite the fact that I NEVER remember to download music. Archie would be with me and not pulling on the lead. I’d also obsessively enjoy this run at the time (not just in retrospect!)

A lie in with my husband, complete with piping hot lattes, Sunday papers and crisp fuji apples. There might also need to be bacon sandwiches on hot buttered sourdough bread, topped with fresh lettuce, tomatoes that are in season and homemade aioli. There would be HBO on demand in the background and no chance of dehydration despite the caffeine overload (I’d be remembering to drink all the sparking water that would also be by my side).

A Christmas style morning with my husbands family in the depths of the English countryside. Fresh ham, homemade gravy, trifle … it could occur exactly as it always does.

A midday outing to a totally not crowded Borough market with my best London girlfriends. A saurkraut hot dog and Pimms with tonnes of fresh fruit, all enjoyed whilst gossiping and quasi sunbathing. (Although I’d already be tan). I’d be wearing some brand new and adorable outfit that was definitely not made through exploitation of children.

The perfect blow dry, whilst reading foodie magazines and dated fitness magazines (my weird guilty pleasure). It would be with my favourite hairdresser in London, who I feel a bit like I almost miss right now (is that very weird?). White wine in hand.

A trip to Glastonbury with all my friends. The sun would be shining, we would be the crowds and I definitely wouldn’t lose my sunglasses in the first two minutes. I’d get to talk to everyone and see the exact bands I was interested in seeing (not going to specify who they might be). Amazing.

A midnight swim in the hot spas in Napa with my mum. We’d swim laps and float on our backs to look at the stars; we’d gossip aimlessly whilst discussing characters in books, the idiosyncracies of people we know, our favourite ways of cooking vegetables and what we plan to eat the next day. It would count as some major cardio exercise, despite all the general floating around.

A good catch up with my long passed and much missed father, ideally whilst driving over the Bay Bridge eating garlic bread from a Berkeley by the side of the road… ahhh memories!

Have a wonderful Weekend!

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