Weekend stories (W-37): Picnic at Hampstead Heath

With only a few weeks left until the end of summer, a picnic at Hampstead Heath was the perfect way to spend a sunny, 30-degree, Saturday. 

(The photo scans were a bit funny, oh well)
As you can tell by the second photo, the park was packed with people.
I felt a bit sorry for these English folks having no beaches nearby to go for a dip in the ocean to cool down. I guess they had the pond? Don't think I'd want to swim in there though.

We then headed out to Shoreditch for a night out. 

The night will be remembered by 'the Harry Potter scar' haha! 

This resulted in an inevitable lie in on Sunday.

Regent's Park and Primrose Hill, London

I remember taking these photos before full-time work in London. I had a list of places to visit and ventured out everyday and explored London. It was in May, the city heading towards summer, where I cycled on a Boris bike to the park. If Sydney has its beaches, London sure has its selection of impressive parks.

Speaking of May and summer, it has been half a year since I've moved to London! Autumn has hit the town with its crisp air and golden foliage. Wow, half a year has passed already. Before you know it, it's Christmas and then 2015.
I feel like I should be more productive these days. More action rather than planning. Plant more seeds, so to speak, to eventually reap what I sow. Yet here I am spending my free time aimlessly and writing down a list of goals with no plan of action. Part of the problem is that I attempt to do everything at once, eventually burn out and I'm left with mediocracy. I need to remember that every hour counts and by doing a little each day, it all adds up.
I've noticed a pattern: I get pumped up, all motivated for a few days, maybe weeks, but then after awhile lose focus, get distracted and never achieve the desired outcome.

Focus.
Discipline.
Persistency.
Tenacity.

... is what I need.