Things
You spell it A-N-A-L
I just bought something that has the potential to change my life forever. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you THE DRAWER ORGANISER! 
All my knickers and socks now have their own little home, and finding a specific pair of pants is now simplicity itself. And putting my smalls away has never been so thrilling. I showed my re-organised underwear drawer to Trilby. I think he took this as a sign that my mental health was deteriorating. I will have to tread carefully, lest he call the men in white coats. But at least I will be wearing co-ordinating underwear when they take me away. Incidentally, those aren't my knickers in that picture. I don't own any lilac underwear. My knicker drawer is a vision in black lace. All very demure though (I keep the kinky stuff elsewhere...).
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And so the spending begins...
Mmmm, shiny. And sharp. 
No more hacking away in the kitchen with old, blunt knives for me.
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Just arrived from Lakeland Limited...
*sings* I'm going to make some chutney, I'm going to make some chutney...
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Art Is Tick
Oh dear. I've been burning the plastic again. A couple of of weeks back, the best friend dragged me along to an exhibition of screenprinted gig posters down in Brighton. It blew me away. And it got me thinking. YAAGers: (thinks) Hmmm... Those gig posters are seriously cool. And are available to buy on t'interweb... For only $20 each... And we've got that big blank wall in the stairwell at home... Hmmm.... So, a couple of trips to gigposters.com later, and I am the proud owner of the following works of art: Oooh! 
Aaaah! 
Sweeeet! 
Now I want more, more, more. I shall not rest until the house is filled with the art of Rock.
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Nooooo shoooooes....
Dear God, will somebody please take my credit cards off me?
(In my defence, my beloved white wedge sandals gave up the ghost this morning. R.I.P. my lovelies. *sniff*)
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Woo
This lunchtime, I foolishly went into one of the achingly hip boo-teeks that are scattered about Clerkenwell. And used the "it's my birthday soon" excuse in order to purchase this wondrous thing: 
Yes, it's a big bracelet with lots of religious icons. It is F.A.B. And wearing it will ensure I go to heaven. Bonus!
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Oh, I so would...
After watching him host 'Never Mind the Buzzcocks', Ricky Wilson is now vying with Guy Garvey at the top of my 'Singers I'd Like To Lick All Over' list.
*drifts off into a pleasant reverie*
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