I’m blogging over here, just whilst I’m out of the country.
And then things will probably move around some more, I’ll keep you posted.
Pictures are still going up here
Watching: The 40 Year Old Virgin
Drinking: Ginger Ale
Probably going to buy: A MacBook
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Shiny!, originally uploaded by London Girl.
Adopting a diet of: cafe et croissants
Not apologising for: the sheer number of pictures of the Eiffel Tower
Loving: Paris in the Spring
Country houses, walled gardens, hidden orchards, sparkling prosecco, crisp white wine, picnics, potato salad, cornettos and 99s, sitting in the sun.
It’s what bank holidays are for.
Cooking: Risotto
Watching: A Bond film, any Bond film will do…
Listening to: The Wombats
No blogging last week* as I was busy being distracted by visitors from foreign climes, one actual American, two ex-pats who live there and a Swede (from Sweden not the vegetable) were visiting.
I’ve got lots of half formed thoughts floating around about polling - I took part in an IPSOS/Mori poll the other day; about […]
1. Had an ugly naked guy moment as one of the guests in the hotel I can see out my window at work forgot to draw the curtains as he wondered around, before and after getting into the shower. A bit like a diet coke break… but not.
Work related activity rating: 5 – […]
I don’t do New Years resolutions (well, not very well). Its always too cold, too wet, too depressing to do anything other than just get through winter till spring when things start to seem to be possible again, when change seems realistic and achievable and even desirable. So with the clocks gone forward […]
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Flowers on the wall, originally uploaded by London Girl.
Back from a lovely long weekend in Paris with Mikey. The food was just delicious, from simple bread and cheese bought at the supermarche to cakes […]
Ca va? Je suis en Paris avec Mikey. C’est Bon!
Wishing: my French was better than this
Off to: Louvre
Eating: croissants, mmmm
Recently all of my work shoes died once, going to the little cobblers in the sky. The heel of one of my knee high boots snapped as I was walking across Central Lobby in Parliament, leading to a quick out burst of swearing followed by as hasty and dignified exit as one can make […]
In the supermarket world Waitrose is the preserve of grannies, yummie mummies and the well off. I’d been tempted in there on Thursday evening by their easter egg adverts, looking for one of the Mr Potato Head ones for Boy.
But despite its impression as a genteel place to shop, the easter egg aisle […]