1. I am useless at navigating the national rail train service
2. My button on my new Dorothy Perkins' super skinny jeans popped off on first wear (damn you! Hobnobs, damn you!!!) <--- Although; I will note that they were the size 12's that alluded me during December... So it appears that the Heathrow injection has not been administered just yet!
3. The East Putney Co-op store had no freakin' risotto after I had put all the other ingredients into my freakin' basket while carting around my laptop, handbag and mini-break suitcase! (As a result; I was forced to reconsider my "Thank you for letting my stay over at your flat, kind brother" meal of delicious Lemon Risotto & Bistro Salad to the much appreciated Bacon & Mushroom Pasta with Blue Cheese Sauce! Turns out swollen, overcooked rice ain't the meal of choice for 28-32 year old men! Who'd have thought???)
Limerick =
The was a tall girl from South Africa
Who couldn't catch a train if it was after her
When she eventually did
It had cost her twenty quid
And, and, and... blah blah blah blah!
G'night my dearests - I miss you all too much and you know who you are (yes, YOU! Ah, to be basking in your glory with a glass of wine in my hands... oh wait, that's ALL of you! Any excuse eh?!!?! Ha ha ha ha ha!)
x
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