the last few hours in London are passing Most Pleasurably.
of the Very Intelligent narrowed eye expression.
and a great *lookofftocameraTwo* gaze.
a splendid slump and a purr when finished writing in his moleskine.
we made tea (simon demurred in favo(u)r of a small sip of water for himself)
and gazed out into the very nice garden.
Thrilled to see some good friends.
simon enjoyed bits of cold comfort farm being read out while he snoozed. seriously – if one HAD to travel all the way to South Africa (although it is a glamorous proposition, we’re Aware), there is Not a nicer way to spend the last few hours with a simon, tea, nancy mitford, stella gibbons and a ticking clock.
we’ve known a few simons in our time but this one has to be the absolute Best.
so we’re about to leave.
don’t expect to hear from us until we LAND in Cape Town sometime around teatime on Friday.
mainly because we managed to break *sighs* the US-to-UK electrical adaptor which means we are r u n n i n g out of j u i c e as the Americans say and won’t be able to re-charge until we can plug in the (hopefully more sturdy) US-to-SouthAfrican electrical adaptor device.
travel does broaden the mind but sometimes threaten the intellect.
see you below the Equator*
so darlings we’re Quite Converted to brooklyn.
had Such a delicious day here – the morning was all taken up with a Visit with a deeply sophisticated friend (we met firstly in a cafe with a chandelier #weadoreachandelier) and then to admire their nouvelle 1930s white spare glorious pied a terre avec the manhattan skyline from the kitchen window *gasps* and had Ever such an inspiring conversation throughout…..most needed. most appreciated. most Kind.
isn’t it gorgeous?
there were a few hours that were spent in Manhattan this afternoon – but we cannot divulge Those (as yet) – but there was talk of trim size and publication dates so One Might be able to guess as to Where we were.
But back to Brooklyn!
and for some delicious peace and quiet and a ticking clock in the kitchen and a cold blue sky from the window with soft light on parquet flooring near the bannisters upstairs and daffodils on the polished table and lots-and-lots-and-lots of books and yes, in a moment, a cup of tea too.
thank you B & L for looking after teamgloria.
Brooklyn is Rather Delightful.
and very good for shattered nerves after the medical experience of yesterday.
now Let us just take one last Look at That View of Manhattan again:
can’t you Just imagine waking up Very Early and slipping into a soft cotton robe (in eau de nil, perhaps – or bitter dark chocolate suede with a Contrasting Trim) then walking slowly (and elegantly) to the kitchen to brew coffee (one would need to grind the beans fresh, of course, with a view like this) and perhaps climbing out onto the fire-escape and hugging one’s knees and watching the dawn rise over the emerald city?
such an inspiring view to write in front of.
deliriously happy to have seen it.
and the hushed elegance of the apartment that bears such a Vista ahead.