Last weekend I decided however to stay a little local. I currently reside in Wandsworth. My flat is somewhere between the 'dodgy end' (a drunk man was arrested by 17 police officers practically on my doorstep the other day) and the achingly middle class 'nappy valley' area near the common (many a D list celeb can be spotted browsing boutiques and munching at Michelin started cafés, paying £385 for a bottle of juice squeezed by menstruating virgins under a full moon in Valencia. Or something like that).
Although I spent most of last summer out in East London, an area still very close to my heart, I've grown to love my little area of SW18 and the best bit about it for me is that there are parts of my little haven where I can pretend I'm still in the countryside. Wandsworth common is pretty well known for being almost 79 hectares of greenery including tennis pitches, a lake, a cricket field and even a cheeky windmill.
Until today is only ever been to one small side of it which is at the top of my road. Today however myself and flat mate Laura made the bold move to cross Trinity Road and investigate the rest of it. And I am SO glad we did! The common is so cute and parts of it felt like I was in a centre parks resort. We grabbed a fruit booster from Nero and settled into so serious sunbathing/people watching for a few hours before grabbing some Pimms from a pub on the edge of the common.
Midway through said Pimms I realised I had seriously burnt myself, please, if you're as pale as me and could make Snow White look like a TOWIE member after a spray tan then wear your SPF! That endedto our little adventure in the sun but I still had a great day, even if I ended up with legs that looked like 2 undercooked peperamis at the end of it.