Coffee, Iced Coffee

I strongly believe our lives, or at least mine, would be miserable without an ice cold coffee. The past week of summer in London reminded me of sweet warm mornings. The mornings when you walk outside to the garden and feel a gentle warmth on your body. There is no need for a cardigan and an iced coffee will do just fine.

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Greek pockets of London

Greekpockets of LondonIt probably seems as if a black whole swallowed me the past few days, it didn’t. I just took a little break and visited the old home, London that is. I was lucky enough to get a spell of nice weather and enjoy the outdoors. My visit was not as long as I would have liked it to be, but certainly very well spent. And it brought to mind, I have never made any mention of the Greekiness of London. Continue reading

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