So I moved to a new place, and this house comes with a garden, lucky us (by the way, it also comes with a cat named Flow)! It's perfect size and means lots of summer barbeques. Malmo is coming over in a couple of weeks to visit me so we'll be spending some time here when we're not out taking on London shopping. I can't wait by the way, I've found so many cute little gems that she will love! Anyway, I just saw this morning that our rosebush have some roses on it now! I never liked roses but they were beautiful, had to share you know. Should I turn into a regular Martha Stewart and do gardening maybe, I hear it's supposed to be relaxing?