THE TENNIS is on (as of today) and by some miracle, Emma is back on the grass. The Euros are still on, and I don’t really believe that I was meant to be watching this much sport. It will be a relief when it’s all over (the football, that is), but I am looking forward to the Wimbledon finals.
IT IS FINALLY and officially summertime! And it's been really hot. It's also the Euros, so there has been a lot of football on lately and P's been making marvellous food and snacks to go with the matches. As you know, I am a very girlie-girl, but as you may not know, I'm also very easy-going about watching sports with P.
TWO MONTHS ago, I wrote an essay exploring the concept of baggage (emotional and otherwise). In the past two weeks, I've been on a cathartic journey of sorts, parting with possessions that once held sentimental value by selling them on eBay and Vinted.
LAST WEEK at our newsletter, I posted a lengthy and intricately crafted post on The Return of Rich Woods, filled with wonderful information and even more beautiful interiors inspiration. In hindsight, it might have been much better suited here rather than there. We're still figuring out how to keep these two spaces separate and what sorts of content would work best where.
THERE IS A lot going on in media and publishing these days. Do you remember The Coveteur? I just read that they are no more as of June 15, after a splashy rebrand, dropping the "the", and hiring Jenna Lyons as editor in chief—a role she held for only 96 days. In other news, Substackers are "Online Culture Curators" now, and it's all emblematic—these rapid changes and rebrands—of the fast-paced, tumultuous nature of the media world today.
THIS PAST WEEKEND, the Spring Bank Holiday, we spent our time picnicking – at the cricket fields with a bottle of crisp Riesling, and along the Thames with a baguette and creamy Brie.
SOMEHOW, SUMMERTIME casts an enchanting spell. Even when trying to focus on work, the beckoning sunshine streaming through wide-open windows makes my gaze wander and the languid rhythms of summer days slows everything down.
I FINALLY finished Little Women and understand now while it did not end satisfactorily. Louisa May Alcott had written it for money, at the request from her publisher (and a little nudge from her father), and she apparently did not enjoy the process. She also wanted the main character, Jo, to remain unmarried, but at the time (1868–69), this was not possible and the character had to be married off.
THIS WEEKEND was the May Bank Holiday, yet, today, we've chosen to forgo the leisurely pace and return to our usual routine, save for a walk in the rain in the early afternoon hours. The current state of upheaval, a time of transition and change for us, is making it challenging to concentrate on work until circumstances stabilise a little.
WHILE routine often carries a negative connotation, the film Perfect Days (Wim Wenders, 2023) invites viewers to find beauty in the mundane. It follows Hirayama, a Tokyo-based toilet cleaner who finds contentment in life's simple pleasures and the daily rituals that lend his days structure and tranquility.
P WROTE LAST week's Newsletter, and it's about American Fiction, as well as the author whose work inspired the film, whom he is now reading. (You can find it here.) While still in the middle Little Women, of course I started two new books—the latest being In the Swarm: Digital Prospects by philosopher and cultural theorist Byung-Chul Han.
I HAVE BEEN making these oatmeal breakfast cookies lately with maple syrup and dark chocolate chips. If you subscribe to our newsletter, you'll have the recipe. Both P and I have been reading quite a bit about manifesting, as well as the concept of dopamine fasting...
LAST WEEK, during cardio, was watching a film in which two of the main characters were a British couple living somewhere in Italy. Italy, of course, was very much a main character itself, with its terracotta orange and olive green and blindingly sunny skies. It looked idyllic.
THE CLOCKS went ahead last night, the sun is pouring in through the windows, it finally feels like spring and it's wonderful. Last week, at our Substack, there was a newsy life update, which you can read here. There was also a soft launch for subscribers of the new organic skincare line from New Zealand that I had been hinting about in past weekend links.
P IS IN THE middle of reading The Bee Sting by Paul Murray and I've just finished All Made Up by Rae Nudson as well as Le Petit Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (yes, I know, it's crazy that this is my first time ever reading that classic), and am now just starting The Beautiful and Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald.