first thing

I had to work at 7 this morning. I have not been up this early in a long time, in the shower I felt like I was about to go skiing. Remember when we used to sleep in our clothes in anticipation of an early morning?

I was up until 1:30, tipsy, texting anyone who would respond and watching Gilmore Girls. I spent the evening at a Symposium on Luxury. The symposium itself was fine (but then what would I compare it to?), but the circumstances, the setting were astounding. The event was hosted in a members only club in Central London. An 18th Century house fit for royalty and transformed into a modern day playground for the rich (and their personal assistants). I can safely say it is unlike anywhere else I have ever been...

I got drunk with our bank manager and his PA. The crowd was such a mix, but most people had that unmistakable look of wealth. Or (like me) they were there to assist their member bosses.

So different than the Christian Wives Fellowship. Instead of tea and biscuits, there was wine and roast salmon skewers/pate.

Anyways, it is early to be at work and my body is aching for another cup of tea. It's funny getting up so early, the city is entirely different to me at 7 am. Like I never knew the cafe opened so early, but there was Magda, wiping down tables and preparing for the day. And no queue for the shower!!