the last time I walked down Portobello Road I was about 13 and with my mum. We were both super cross with each other about something I can’t even remember but we made up v quickly over a cupcake from the Hummingbird Bakery and realised that we’d probably just been hangry. When the bus dropped me at Notting Hill the other morning, I thought I’d amble down the road and maybe find myself a cupcake
