Amen!

Excellent! I have always hated Passing Clouds in Dalston. We nearly went to a night there but they wanted to charge 5 quid 'for the experience' as patchouli wafted towards me. I hate patchouli. I don't know about you, but 'the experience' doesn't cut it. So stupid. We ended up going to The Haggerston, an excellent pub, and spent our 5 quid there. I spend 5 quid there pretty often. Anyway, Passing Clouds seems to have made some more enemies! Excellent!

The only thing worse than fashion week is Stansted.

Fashion week is like the traveling. Too much hurrying up to wait, queuing, getting tickets checked, etc. The only thing worse that it is Stansted. Last time we flew from there, a family (mother and daughter in a cheap pink, father and son in cheap blue) were ahead of us in the queue. They seemed innocuous enough, despite the 45 minute queue to check baggage at 5am, until 3 minutes from the front of the line. The awful adolescent daughter started whimpering how she didnt feel well. Her mum was all 'we're nearly at the front of the queue.' THEN, this dreadful girl puked all over herself and her pink tracksuit. We nearly died. It was even worse when the mother took all of her used tissues and PUT THEM BACK IN HER LUGGAGE.

The Lion, The Witch and Their Wardrobe!

Our shoes, our wardrobe.

More Meat...

As you know, dear reader, I love polka dots. So I'm sure you understand I have opinions on the new Thom Brown collection. But I'm not sure what they are yet. In the mean time, a pic from my walk home from work.

Meat I'd like to meet and then eat.

This was in Bath. Alas, I didn't get to try any.

Shelter

Dear Reader,

We have found a new flat. We are moving on Monday. We will be decorating it with this:


Did I mention it is hooked or needlepoint? The Mister doesn't yet know.