I have a cold.

I am never ill. (Stuart will verify)

I am in the middle of three days off uni. (It never happens when I am at work)

I am bored.

It is pants.

You see here it is cold and rainy, I am sure pretty much the same as elsewhere but it is even more so in this old house. I have put up some pictures today of the house which, as I have said, is lovely and very french but as I was informed the other night "even with the heating on it doesnt really warm up that well"...

Anyone who has ever been to my house when I am sitting in the lounge, fire roaring, jumper on, wrapped in blanket, tea in hand will know that

I DONT DO COLD

It might explain why I have a cold... Which is stopping me from shopping (which was the only logical way to spend at least one of my three free days!).

Instead I am sat in my pyjamas (over my clothes - I did wash and leave the house for an hour and I didnt bring any lounge pants - which I am sure Doug and Stuart will be disappointed about as I know they will probably have to cut theirs off) vicariously shopping in primark through Juliet. She is in primark sending me pictures of shoes/sizes/prices etc. She was looking for some gold pumps for me that I saw on shoeperwoman (my fave bookmark, obvs). Unfortunately they did not have them in however she did show me some other things whilst she was there - be rude not too really!

All of this is lovely but slightly frustrating when I have armfuls of shops right on my doorstep!

Oh well, tomorrow is another day...

Be afraid Mr Bank Manager, be afraid.

À la prochaine

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