When I got to Happy Snaps this afternoon the woman behind the counter said, really brusque, “give me your card and I’ll refund you £5.” I was like, What? She snaked a dead film across the desk at me. “This one was blank.” It was all the photos I took on the day we got engaged! I didn’t cry though. There’s nothing to be sad about. Not really.
Posts from the ‘The world’ Category
There’s one thing I can promise you and that’s if I see a golden retriever looking nobly out to sea, I will take its photo. Ditto verdant valleys and smoking volcano craters. (I would have taken more, but I was too busy thinking of this almost the whole helicopter tour.) It’s lucky we survived because this Saturday my mum, aged 60, races her fourth Hawaii Ironman World Championship here in Kona! My Dad is her coach and I am her support crew. Which means I walk by the sea listening to podcasts as she trains for a 3.8km swim, 180km bike and a 42.2km marathon. GO MUM!
San Francisco: I met Erica and held her real live book; we ate at Tartine and went up to the top of Bernal Hill. I went to Berkeley and had lunch at Chez Panisse (the cafe) – garden lettuce salad, and wood oven-roasted prawns with chicories and shaved fennel. I couldn’t choose between peach or strawberry icecream so they let me have a scoop of each. Also it’s really hot. Also San Francisco is amazing!