Moving on ft. empty room, wine and chocolate cake.

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It’s that time again! 

Time to pack up my obscene coat and book collection and move onto another flat! I have moved 5 times within the last year, and to be honest I’m getting a little sick of packing up my suitcase! However, this should be the last re-shuffle in a while, as this time I’m being really picky with looking for somewhere that I can finally call home! 

To assist in packing, I called upon my darling pal Max, who brought over prawns, pinot and photobooth (oh photobooth, it’s been so long!). We cooked a delicious prawn, chilli, garlic, kale, brocolini and pine nut stir fry, which was followed with the most divine vegan chocolate cake, that I picked up at this new cafe down the road earlier in the day (I have plenty more to say on this matter!) More chatter and laugher filled the evening than sorting through my belongings, but such is life. 

OH AND P.S. I chopped my hair! I’m very fond of this length, I don’t even have to worry about all that hair-brushing business anymore; it’s glorious!  

Stress? Psschhh.

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Starting a new full time job, having to move, not having anywhere to move to, dealing with some stoof back home, attempting to plan a holiday and preparing for auditions all the while trying to maintain some resemblance of a social/dating life has been a bit of a struggle/juggle the last two weeks. I feel come next monday with one final audition out of the way, I will be able to breathe a sigh of relief and finally start house searching. I want to be picky this time, as I don’t want to have to move again for at least another year - I want a super nice, cheap house in London, I mean, is that really too much to ask?!***

However, as usual, I am the queen of multitasking. Looking back on these photos, it would appear that I am still unemployed with all the time in the world on my hands to attend food festivals, cook meals with friends and take photos of my smoothies.. In fact, it seems my life revolves around food these days… Most are taken in the rare moments in which I’ve actually sat down with some dairy free chocolate cake (‘HARVEST E8’ ON KINGSLAND RD, WITH THEIR ALMOND MILK LATTES, IS THE NEW LOVE OF MY LIFE), a script and a cup of tea in my substitute room at Mars house, which is my definition of a dream bedroom. Cozy, airy and filled with beautiful knick-knacks and light. I think I’m just scared of wasting a minute in the day, and always want to be mindful in everything I’m doing. 

I experienced the rain room at the Barbican. Boy… Standing in a room where rain cascades all around you, but not where you’re standing is really, really something else. I went to ‘Feast’, a food festival in an abandoned tobacco warehouse in the Docklands, with cocktails, live music, dancing and every food type under the sun to stuff ourselves with. I found the worlds best chocolate cake, discovered COYO (Coconut Yogurt) and indulged in vegan ice cream = very happy Maddi. I lugged around bags and suitcases, ran to and from work on the other side of London (including once in my pyjamas at 8.30am because I forgot to unlock a cupboard for some auditions, and I have the only keys) and did some yoga to make it all better. I marvelled at the talent of my friends, drank hot toddies and seemed to be constantly third wheeling. Honestly, I actually think it’s a talent how good a third wheeler I am! :/ Another busy few weeks to come, and i’m now on the countdown ‘til my darling Mamma gets here. 
A year isn’t too long to go without seeing your fam… Said no one, ever. 


***(Yes, yes it is!)