One more day before the dreaded return back to work. Until then, I shall Jellytots myself full and watch repeats of Poirot. A bientôt.
Meanwhile, were’s a pretty embroidered chair I saw in Westfield last week.
Nothing to do with Mondays or work, but I still want it. Unfortunately I have not got the luxury of buying impulse furniture that wouldn’t fit anywhere and which would make a considerable dent on my bank account. Still, a girl can dream.