British Summer Time

I don’t ever remember summer in England being this damn HOT! Of course, it helps that I didn’t experience much of a summer last year, accidentally swapping out my regular mid year sunshine for rainy days in Adelaide.

I’d already completed the hard graft of landing my next job before arriving back in the UK, so all that was left to do was make appointments and chillax. 

And chillax I did.

I spent a wonderful summer eating Indian food, and watching scary movies, and dissing the neighbours over copious glasses of wine. I even made it to the cinema.

I’ve learned something about myself this year, and it is that I tend not to write about when I am home. It’s not that we don’t do super fun things, it’s just that it seems like it should be private. I don’t think anyone would understand our in-jokes.

So here are a few photos, just to say hello and goodbye to GB once again, as I embark on new adventures in China.

    
    
    
    
   
Onwards to CHIIIIIINAAAA.

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