Sunday 15 November 2009

  • Rescuing dinner when the oven broke halfway through baking and roasting and cooking. I just about held it together, I think. (Much duck fat smoothed the way.)
  • New nail varnish, shiny and red - as per usual.
  • Convincing a less than sceptical flatmate that I was about to give the goldfish colonic irrigation. Really?
  • Fresh croissants, log fire, fiendishly difficult crossword. One of these things has now been banished from my life.
  • Giving into the blinding whiteness of winter. Fake tan, I think I might miss you.

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