Lunch at my mother’s house…

Back from a recent trip to London (where I was best man at my close friend Danny’s wedding). Something that always makes me feel loved, cared for, and so very happy… Lunch at my mothers house in Stoke Newington. Such beautiful salads, vegetables grown in her garden, home baked bread, fabulous cheeses, salami and olives from the amazing Italian delicatessen just around the corner… A glass or two of wine and of course my gorgeous family!