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And the flatmates meet again

Since we moved out last September, I haven't spent any one to one time with Marketa.  She has moved far west to Warwick Avenue and with her busy jet setting lifestyle, it's not easy to get some time in her diary hehe


Finally we met up last Saturday in her new neighbourhood and I almost felt I had to dress up a little to match the posh-ness of the area.

Imposter!! haha outside somebody's posh front door.  Super like, wish I could live here!



 We had a late lunch at this cafe called Raoul's which has a lovely interior.  It was a sunny day and I was tempted to suggest sitting outside but I guess M knew better.  The sunshine wasn't guaranteed and so we took a seat inside.  Really busy but glad we got a corner table facing this nice chandelier.

We chatted for a long while, just catching up and talking about life in general.  M being older than me by 2 years seems so much wiser and in some ways, is like a mentor to me.  We talked about our families, our work, our lives and how much we have grown since coming to London.  She has been here for 6 years and I am coming to 4 years can you believe it.  It was a deep conversation which I enjoyed.  She challenged me on certain things, gave sound advice and I felt encouraged.  (Don't get me wrong, I was fine to start with. haha)  Thank God for friends like her!  I think this is what friends are for when we do life together.

After a full meal, M brought me to this quaint little street with standalone boutiques and we browsed thru a bit before walking towards the river, the area known as Little Venice.

Mirror shot take 1

Mirror shot take 2
A pretty florist
Nice flowers
And we've reached

Don't you love the reflections?


Totally Fabulous, Uber Talented.. haha love this sign

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