Author: runawaykiwi

Getting a bit philosophical

Let me tell you about a flat

I cried yesterday, big ugly tears. I cried as I sat on the couch in my new flat opening junk-mail. One might think it was the way that Virgin Media seems hell bent on killing trees by way of repetitious marketing letters that made me cry, but no. It was because I had just moved […]

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Coffee and food

I can now make succulents out of jelly beans

Have you heard of Neff? When I was invited to a gingerbread making event a couple of weeks ago I, like you, were none the wiser about this mysterious Neff creature. The possibilities running through my mind included, but were not limited to: Neff: the High Wizard of the Ever Changing Fandango New Elephant Friends […]

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Things to do in London

The best London river walk along the Thames

Walking is my jam. I love it. It got me through many of those early days in London when even breathing in London felt too expensive, and it gets me through currently when I need to know that London is bigger than the problems in my own head. Which brings me to this blog post, […]

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Theatre, exhibitions and festivals

Oceania exhibition at the Royal Academy

Sometimes you don’t know something is missing from your life until it all of a sudden appears again. When I saw Moana in the cinema I cried through almost the entire thing, not just because of the story (or that I had moments before taken and passed the Life in the UK test) but rather […]

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The Runawaykiwi Empire

Happy Birthday Zeal & Heart

It is Zeal & Heart’s first birthday! Oh how time flies when you spend your evenings hunched over an engraving machine. Zeal and Heart is my business baby; I started Z&H wanting to not only make money from it, but also to be nice and creative and steal as much of my own product as […]

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Coffee and food

How to get a seat in a cafe in London

My favourite time in London is 9:30am on a Saturday or Sunday. On a weekday London at 9:30am would be hyper-charged with men in suits, meandering tourists and walkers whose pace is a fraction too slow. But at the weekend, the streets of central London are empty. So empty in fact you would be forgiven […]

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