I am demonstrably not packing to go home, nor tidying ahead of the move, nor cleaning my bathroom, nor cooking my tea, nor filling in job applications but instead putting up pics from the weekend - hurrah!
Days left at work 1:
Days until the move: 7
Maybe: I’ll go cook my tea now
Have you seen me recently? Have we had a conversation? Have I seemed a bit distracted? Off form? Not quite with it? Maybe I’ve told you stories that don’t quite make sense? Or paid no attention to things you’ve been saying and started the conversation off again on a […]
…To Saturday when Boy and I played in Nottinghill and Kensington Gardens (the western end of Hyde Park) - we were playing at being young, posh and Tory
…To last weekend and mine and Will’s Leamington tripette.
…To student days, now over three years ago!
…To 6th form where French M and I were stuck in […]
I owe you a blog about Leamington, that will probably come at the weekend, if you are all very good
So I wake up this morning to the very calm tones of John Humphries talking about a terror threat, airports shutting down, plots to blow up planes mid-Atlantic, mothers being asked to taste baby milk […]
You know the episode in Friends where Rachel finaly leaves her job at the coffee house to pursue a career in fashion and finds herself sorting coathangers? I’m having one of those moments…
Looking on the Brightside:
Holidays booked: 1, to Barcelona in September, what should we go see?
Weekend trips: 1, to see Matt tomorrow, hurrah!
Minutes […]