Dartmouth ParkPosted on 2015/03/22 07:32:09 (March 2015). [Saturday 7th March 2015]
Did some gardening with Erika in the morning, tending to the plants we'd planted the other day (some rosemary, some oregano, and some heather, because it's Latin name is Erica!).
The weather was quite nice today, for the first time in what seemed like weeks, so we determined to go out for a picnic. We'd vaguely thought about heading to Hampstead Heath, but I slightly miscalculated which direction it was in, having planned to go buy way of the little Oriental food shop I'd discovered last night, which I noticed sold bentos. That was a bit of a mistake, the food was pretty dire - all dried out and gave the impression it had been sitting around for some time. We didn't quite make it to the heath either, stopping instead in Dartmouth Park, which is a funny sort of park - a steep incline on one side, then a closed off bit I assume to be a reservoir or something at the top, with a view which in the distance took in some of the London skyline, but in the foreground is mostly a rather grim looking estate. Erika played in the playground there afterwards which cheered us up slightly.
Rather than go back the way we came, we turned it into a bit of a circular walk, and skirted along the Southern edge of Highgate cemetery which is an interesting, if slightly weird area.
We were back at the flat by about 2:30, and spent the remainder of the day there, sorting through boxes etc.
The moving people came towards the end of the daytime to take away the majority of the boxes (alas we couldn't get rid of all of them, as we didn't have any cupboards in the bedrooms yet) - and perhaps more importantly, the big pile of packing paper which had been gradually consuming most of the lounge floor. That felt rather good - so much so we had Champagne with dinner to celebrate.
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