Oh my. I rather suspect Spring might have sprung. I need a pair of Hasbeens please. In cherry red. While I nibble a cake-pop and wear over-sized black spectacles I barely need.

Because I’m a wannabe (old-lady) hipster. I’ve started saying stuff they say. But damn it, now is not the time for a mid-life crisis. Not when the kitchen ceiling is on the kitchen floor.

Heck those sandals are nice.  I can’t stop thinking about them.

Clearly I need to get a life so I’m off into to Liverpool to look at giant dinosaurs. Yeah that should do it. Will send you a postcard.x