Should I? Shouldn’t I? papa brought a lollipop home for Georgie. A cherry-flavoured one and i just couldn’t decide whether it was a good idea or not. He’s almost 14 months and has already enjoyed a cupcake and some whipped cream so what would be so wrong with a lollipop? Well nothing I decided so Georgie had his first lollipop a few days ago ….and he was nice enough to share it with papa.
Georgie and I woke up bright and early this morning and headed to the village where my sister and her family were cooking up a gorgeous breakfast. Papa had a late poker night so we let him sleep in while we enjoyed bacon, eggs, toast, cheese and tea!
We had the most fun day ever today. Two of my closest friends joined me and Georgie for a day in the old town of Nicosia. I love those parts of town. My last job was bang in the heart of everything and it was one of the reasons why I loved my day-to-day routine.
Every first Saturday of the month a little market called Gynaikopazaro – women’s market- is held at the end of Ledra Street. It is the same spot where the original Gynaikopazaro was held in the 20s. No men were allowed then and women would sell homemade goods ranging from food to linen. Today more than 30 traders set up tables full of handmade goodies and brilliant secondhand finds that make up a beautiful creative atmosphere. Today was special though as my favorite cupcakes were on sale. Two sisters with busy schedules bake a variety of cupcakes – coffee, chocolate, vanilla, lemon, carrot- decorate them oh so beautifully and then dare you not to try them. Couldn’t resist. Never can.And while hours can be spent scouring through the accessories, books and clothes, a little shop called My Shop is another reason Ledra Street tops my list of places to go. Run by the same person who organizes the market, My Shop is a haven for retro lovers. There’s antique furniture, French Connection clothes, Cowshed products and the coolest retro home decor I ever did see. Actually I don’t want to ruin it with my rambling so have a look at the pics. Phenomenal, right?
Totally forgot we have been using the laptop’s photo booth to take pictures when nobody else can help out. These are my favourites
There is a point in everybody’s life when things change. Life changes. There is a single point when a switch just goes off and you are thrown. This is exactly what I felt like the very next morning Georgie was born. Looking at him I freaked out. Reality hit me hard. I was knackered, mourning the loss of my ab muscles and being helped by a stranger – nurse- into the shower and then into my knickers. But amidst the sore nipples and already sleepless nights I marveled. I marveled at something. Up until that moment I had never experienced such an overwhelming urge of intense feelings for anything. The Alps were impressive and going to New York Fashion Week was beyond real but looking down on this picture of perfection I was gone.