September’s been a pretty quiet one, but perfectly enjoyable all the same. Now it seems to be time to be dragged kicking and screaming into the colder months, but at least that comes with the silver lining of layers, nice jackets and scarves. But let’s recap the tail end of summer first.
A lot of the noteworthy things that filled my September were London-based given that I was back south of the river catsitting for my jetsetting pals for the best part of the month. I spent one gloriously warm Saturday morning on a solo jaunt to their local food market, held – weirdly – in the car park of Lewisham College. In terms of hipster produce and drool-worthy street food stalls, it’s basically like a miniature Borough Market without the tourists. The fruit and vegetables were definitely a stand out for me and I bought plenty, which resulted in a pretty excellent Mexican-inspired corn recipe being invented that I really ought to share with you at some point as it makes a great packed lunch. Anyway, Brockley Market – totally recommended if you ever find yourself in SE4.
And then, the next Saturday, I followed it up with a visit to the mother of all food markets, my beloved Borough with my good pal Karleigh. We spent hooours wandering round sniffing and sampling and both set off home with bags rather heavier and wallets rather lighter than when we’d arrived, but hot damn, it was a good haul. That evening, my dinner consisted solely of bits I’d bought there; sourdough, charcuterie, cheese, olives, artichokes, and just, hnnngghhh, it was proper food porn. I’ll never get bored of Borough Market.
Since moving away from the city, I don’t tend to do a lot with my weekday evenings as a) I only have one or two mates at home these days and b) commuting takes up half my precious evening as it is. So again, taking full advantage of my Zone 2 location, I spent several evenings after work just wandering around the city purely because why not? And being rewarded with some spectacular sunsets doesn’t hurt, either. I even took one particularly strenuous evening walk along the coast of my hometown at the insistence of a friend – honestly, should call it an evening hike – that left me with one pair of severely dirty trainers but also a new record on my step counter app, so, swings and roundabouts.
Living for the Weekend
While nothing has been particularly exciting in September, my weekends have been nicely filled with chill activities that strike the perfect balance between keeping busy and not exhausting yourself. Pour exemple, the Anti-Gravity Lemonade Drizzle Cake I made. Or my town’s annual carnival and fair, which I thoroughly enjoyed in the company of one of my oldest friends and my very drunk mother. Or getting a bit of culture in by watching an old school mate – who I hadn’t seen in almost 10 years – perform in a very, very brilliant production of two-man Canadian stageplay Lawrence & Holloman.
It’s been a pretty good month. And there’s lots to get excited about in the coming months, too – gigs, weekends with friends, and maybe even a sneaky trip abroad before the end of the year. Stick around, won’t you?