If you follow us on Instagram, you'll have already had a sneaky peek at what we've been up to over the last ten days. If you don't follow us on Instagram, (why on earth not...?! Do it! Immediately!) here's what you've missed out on...
Last Thursday evening I hopped onto a plane from Hong Kong to Heathrow landing in London first thing on Friday morning where I had a ridiculously tight turn around time to get on a flight up to Edinburgh. After a mad dash from Terminal 3 to Terminal 5, I made my flight by the skin of my teeth. Sadly my bag didn't...
I was in Edinburgh for a wedding. Luckily in a moment of rare organisation, I'd packed my wedding outfit and shoes in my hand luggage - wardrobe crisis averted...
After a very brief but fun-filled Highland fling, the next morning with no sign of my case, I headed back to the airport to try to track it down. Unfortunately I had zero luck, so I zoomed back to London empty handed but super excited for a 3BM reunion!
After catch-ups over Pimms in the park we headed to Shoreditch pop-up, Forza Win, for negronis and pizza.
Dining is communal and as the night wore on we got chatting to our neighbours, the super fun Henry and fellow blogger, Natalie of SmellyLion.
Dinner led to cocktails which led to three hungover and very hungry Mice the following morning. Nothing for it but a hearty breakfast at Dishoom.
Followed by an afternoon of lounging on the Boundary rooftop with the Sunday papers and a jug of Pimms.
And when Daddy Mouse arrived, we decided it was time for a little more to nibble on, cue a seafood feast...
Post-lunch, Daddy Mouse headed home and us Mice headed to the shops. When your case is lost there's nothing for it but to snap up a few essentials. Top of the list? This gorg Hipanema bracelet...
Back to Mice Towers London for a spot of snoozy late afternoon blogging before it was time to eat again. This time we ambled along the canal to Victoria Park for a five star picnic - fish & chips and Champagne as the sun set...
When Monday dawned just as hot and sunny as the weekend, we had to drag ourselves into our respective offices. My London HQ is right next door to St Paul's Cathedral and a mere hop, skip and a jump from brand new shopping centre, One New Change, ideal for a spot of lunchtime retail therapy (perfectly justifiable on the basis that there was still no sign of my suitcase)...
In the evening I went for a couple of G&Ts in Paternoster Square before heading to meet the other Mice at the Grain Store in King's Cross. More to come on that on the blog very soon, but for now let's just say that we left with groaningly full tummies and big smiles on our faces...
The next day my case still hadn't turned up so after a morning in the London office I zipped across town to Heathrow to go bag hunting. Third time lucky! We located my case and just in time as that afternoon I had to fly to Istanbul.
As with most work trips, I barely got a chance to see anything beyond the inside of my hotel room and the four walls of the Istanbul office, but I did have one evening to explore which I made the very most of.
As beautiful as my evening of Mosque-hopping was, I can't wait to go back and properly explore (and for anyone worried about protests and trouble, I didn't hear a squeak the whole time I was there and from what the locals assured me the media coverage was very much blown out of all proportion).
Then it was time to head back to London where the weather was still stunning. I love Hong Kong, but there's nowhere like England in the sun...
After an evening back at Daddy Mouse's house, it was time to head to wedding number two. This weekend's was at Highclere Castle (AKA Downton Abbey...)
The bride even made her entrance down the staircase that Lady Mary walked down on her way to marry Cousin Matthew...
The next morning with slightly heavy heads from too much Champagne and dancing, it was time to zip back to Daddy Mouse's for a last afternoon of family fun - gin & tonics in the beer garden of DM's favourite pub, more Pimms, a spot of hammock time and an enormous barbecue!
And far too soon it was time to tearfully say goodbye and head back East.
As I find that the only way to beat the holiday blues is to book another one, I'm now off to hit up Zuji, Credit Card - be scared...
