Honey, I’m Home!

Lola and leavesThis is Lola, my friend Gaynor’s cat, peering at me from the depths of the clematis. Although she looks a bit apprehensive in the pic, she was, in fact, very pleased to see me, when I wandered into her garden yesterday morning. I called her name, and almost immediately, she rocketed out from behind the garden shed and came bounding up to me, covered in sand and leaves. We’d not seen each other in three years, but it was quite clear that she remembered her old friend and neighbour.

So, the upshot is that I’m back in London, this great city which had been my home for a decade, for the first time since I left for Spain. Due to a fortuitous confluence of circumstances, I’m staying in “my” old flat in East Finchley. Everything’s the same, and everything’s different – a feeling most expats will be able to relate to.

Right now, I’m floating on a rose-tinted cloud of nostalgia and my diary is choc-a-bloc. Sadly, I won’t be able to catch up with everybody in the space of just a week, nor visit all of my favourite eateries… but I’ll have a damn good time trying 🙂


39 thoughts on “Honey, I’m Home!

  1. NancyTex

    In related news, against better judgment, I attempted to show kindness to a stray cat who was at my patio doors, meowing, and appearing to want to come in. I wasn’t going to let her in, mind you, but I was going to go out and check that she was okay, and fetch her some food and water. She was sweet for about 30 seconds. And then…. she transformed. That face. It was the face of pure evil. That face will haunt me for the rest of my life. The HAAAAAAA sound as she opened her mouth so wide, bearing teeth that looked like they belonged in the head of a lion… shudder. I’m still freaked out.

    have fun in London!


      1. ladyofthecakes Post author

        One cat reacted badly. Please. Get a grip. I was bitten by two dogs, and I don’t hate dogs. Quite the opposite, in fact. It’s like people. Just because some are arseholes… you see where I’m going with this.

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      1. Kim in Fiji

        It was a serious request, not just breeze-shooting. Eating out ONCE with 4 kids and a hubby, while in London for 16 hours between planes, nearly broke the bank. This was 1998 – and I think we paid around $60 for noodle soups, and 2 coffees. There HAVE to be some reasonably priced eateries, but we couldn’t find them.


  2. joanne sisco

    London’s calling, London’s calling ….
    I immediately thought of pub food. LOVE London’s pub food. Maybe I’m reading this too close to dinner time. Hungry!!
    I’m not surprised kitty remembered you. Cats are smart, and amazing, and totally loveable 🙂
    Hope you have a great time catching up with all your peeps!

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