Last week I was off from work. Fred and I had the idea to travel to the Moon and back, unfortunately our holidays were out of sync. I guess PÖFF and all the film industry is more important than this white girl with an ass that just won't quit. Well, that's another love story.
Anyways, I still needed to get out of my element, therefore I bought the plane ticket to the place with heavy concentration of Wilma's friends - the UK a.k.a. the land of drugs, techno and Jamie Oliver.
I landed in London and had few hours before my train departure to Liverpool.
Just enough time to do a quick stroll around &Other Stories and Phonica Records:
I did not buy any clothes on my trip. Is it even possible? Am I finally fulfilled?
I was more into Christmas lights above:
What else should an Estonian girl do in London,
than going to the Scandinavian Kitchen and ordering O'Boy hot chocolate and Lucia buns.
The Christmas feeling! Such. Much. Has. I.:
My Swedish grandfather is coming to visit me next week,
which means I have to assemble a list full of goods I need:
"1. A lot of fish in a can
2. Blossa 2014 mulled wine
3. Polarbröd + gurkpastej":
Then I hopped on the fast and furious train to Liverpool.
The book title would be "No time no see. Me big":
One thing hadn't changed,
the little mister was "Still living with parents":
He is better at yoga than you'll ever be:
We rollin', they hatin':
A little shopping never hurt nobody.
Spoiler alert - my new boots in the bag I'm holding became super handy
when I arrived back to -17 degrees Estonia:
Mom is hot, baby is smart, Dad looks like a hamster:
All we ever need from Tesco are cabbages, few bottles of ale and, of course, diapers.
"Would Jesus go to Tesco?":
How Lush Oatmeal Body Scrub is made:
NOT ENOUGH BABY PICTURES! MOAR!:
The Ninja Katt kills you when you're asleep:
Baby: "Who is this strange woman??!":
"Let me show you where the wild things are!":
Then we sent the baby off to his grandmother's.
Football, ale and talking about our creepy-creepy friends.
Bliss:
Suddenly came the morning when I had to leave.
No time to watch "Charmed" together, just one last selfie before I go-go:
The point where I dropped few tears:
To London. To the new adventures.:
End of that week the Little Mister started walking!
(my heart is playing techno)
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