Birdsong

Living in a particularly ugly part of London, I often feel depressed about the lack of greenery. I daydream of living in a large, Victorian building with a small garden and trees lining of streets.

So it was a delightful surprise when I woke up to the sound of birdsong this morning. My bedroom window faces an empty carpark (!!), and I could hear them twittering outside. It was nice to wake up with the birds. I lay in bed and watched the sunshine filter through the windows, and curled up next to Ben.

Now, I will continue to dream of living in a house where I can open my window and look out into a garden and breathe in fresh air...less than 2 months to go until my moving date!