The sun is shining, the birds are singing, spring has definitely sprung. In the office we declared that it was time to crack open the Pimms for another year, and dust off the plastic plates and glasses. It is picnic weather for sure.
The other day I was in the Lake District. My boyfriend spent his childhood holidays here, staying at his grandma's, so he knows all these sweet little spots unspoilt by tourists. We went a bit mad with picnic fodder, quiche, pastrami, goats cheese, strawberries to name but a few.
Lazy summer days lying in the sun and admiring beautiful views needs a suitably sleepy, chilled out soundtrack. I'm really loving Nick Mulvey at the moment, his jangling folky sound sends me right to golden sandy beaches, drinking rum while watching the sun go down. Pretty much what I'm sure he was doing when he was studying music in Cuba.
Here's his latest summery single, Meet Me There
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