Sunday 13 September 2009

• Rejection (not of me, I hasten to add) by Burger King and McDonalds. In a row. KFC was the next option, I fear.
• A long, slow and easy morning, scattered with debauched behaviour.
• Replacing another pair of holey plimsolls. I may have tracked down the last pair of size fives in London.
• Dim sum gluttony.
• Helplessly giggling the afternoon away - a familiar path trodden with a usual partner in crime.