finding home

My friend C told me to find your small home when moving. A small home is something that stays the same while cities and countries change. Her small home is her yoga mat. For me small home is library, but also this book about stretching. Everywhere at a library I feel at home. I even borrow the same books, like Jane Austen´s Pride and Prejudice.   

 

I bought this flowery potholders.

My husband said, I cannot find any tea towels to go with it.

Luckily there where the Moomins.

 We celebrated my husbands birthday with a cheese cake of the street.

Our neighbours  gave us a bottle of rose wine.

 It was raining the hole day. 

My husband decided to teach our son chess.

In the end the pawns had princess hats for getting to the other side.

Hyde Park and Kensington

Prinsess Diana Memorial Park at Hyde Park is wonderful with kids.

It is like stepping into Peter Pans world.

My son was ready to climb everywhere.

In the Park there where these music instruments you could play by jumping on them.

After all that exploring we got hungry.

Luckily my husband knew a child friendly place,

 called Coco Momo, to go in South Kensington. 

Service was very friendly and 

my son got the best fish fingers ever.

Last on our trip was Natural History Museum.

But everyone else wanted to see the dinosaurs too.

So we bought tickets to Sebastian Salgado exhibition in another part of the museum.

We got to see lots of skeletons and some dinosaurs, just in the arriving hall.  

The Salgado exhibition was peaceful and with beautiful contrast black and white photos.

london

 

Nothing makes me feel better about living abroad than playing a tourist for a day.

My husbands workplace UCL. 

They really like castles here.

Queen was in. 

We figured she was sleeping since we did not see her.

 I finally bought my Toms, 

after trying them in three countries.

 In St. James´s Park they had a playground whit snails.

Just like our own garden.

I bought from Fornum & Mason tea and biscuits. 

In England they are biscuits not cookies I have learned.

making friends and settling

We got this delicious homemade soda bread from our neighbours as we where leaving from their barbeque. Our neighbours have been very kind and showed us all the good places to go in Walthamstow. They have advised us on schools and shops and places to see.We feel so welcome. We have made friends.

 I got some new reading.

 These herbs neet to be put into pots.

 Here at Lloyd Park with our upstairs neighbours.

My son was happy at his first visit to skate park.

My English Cottage

 This is my view as I wake up.

I feel like living at the 1930´ in a BBC series.

 My kitchen is lovely

 and we get fresh fruit and vegetables from near by market.

I have been cleaning and getting frustrated. 

My son has a feeling chart and we are all using the whole scale.

 Everything is new, exciting and exhausting. 

My son is very happy with his room. 

It is like Christmas with all of his toys taken from the storage. 

 He wrote this by himself: My room, knock!

Looking forward to sitting in my rocking chair

on a rainy fall evening,

 while looking out to our very English street view.

 My husband is reading heavy stuff in bed.

I read about slugs, pruning and romance.

 We have a backyard

 which we share with lovely neighbours.  

 The garden has gone wild.

cleaning

I arrived at Walthamstow and what have I been doing?
I have cleaned for one and a half weeks, while dreaming of seeing London and feeling at home.
It has been a bumpy beginning, but soon there will be photos, flowers and life!

leaving

This is John Denver Leaving on a Jet Plane. I hear this song for the first time as a teenager. The song played in the best movie ever: My Girl 2. I hear it in my head as I step in to an airoplane. I already miss Finland. Us humans are funny with attachements and feelings making leaving difficult. I have packed like crazy and feel like taking again a giantic leap. I am talking myself to be exhited about the move. London here I come, ready or not!