Perfect days

Perfect days begin with yoga.

They end with late night chats with friends on their way to Juba, Sudan.

And in between they are stuffed with emails from London and skype calls in the outdoors sunshine of California and the cosy interior of a Gloucester home.

Coffee is sprinkled throughout the afternoon.

And somewhere along the lines breakfast is caught up with under the roof tops of the Cafe Mediterranean.

Bike riding is a must.

And there is no doubt a glass of red wine and a catch-up with a housemate or two around 11, before a bleary eyed stumble to bed and a sense of surreal exhaustion.