Hello everybody, been making passionfruit, lemon and hazelnut roulade with DH (spiked with Passoa). It is beautiful and better than the cheesecake originally planned which was too heavy after chile.
We have friends over (6 for supper) tonight.
I was in SUCH a rage last night and woke up feeling so blue-bit ashamed at screaming in the street like that
but if I see the neighbours responsible I will probably still lose it with them.
Queen have told the other kids, no to coming for breakfast as its too last minute, I do not want to get dressed at half eight and do not want to meet new OH's at that time. DH's kids always turn up as a herd, they scream and screech and drive me nuts and he finds them a bit full on plus they dribk like Oliver Reed from very early on
Foxy - today I am wearing cobalt blue sweater (snap) from Uniqlo, my old camel A line skirt from Jaeger (elderly old thing), black tights and my new Pour La Victoire brogues. Quite schoolmarmish but I work that look a lot. Hair pinned up into messy screwed up bun, Prada Orangerie scent and red, red ,red lipstick (Poppy King).
Dry DH has his Christmas sweater with sticking out carrot that looks like a sex toy. Most attractive and not a very shaggable look.
One thank you my love.
Because Have a lovely time in Span - we plan a road trip there in the Spring. Your link isn't working for me
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