"Don't blame it on sunshine!". Well actually I will......for I believe the habitually sweaty, humid weather in London is responsible for every petty cock-up including my computer deciding to adopt the indolence of a Koala bear sleeping off an 18-hour lunch of eucalyptus leaves........

And the fact for the second day on the trot, Next Directory have sent me the WRONG order. One day at a time sweetpea face!

IT'S NOT ROCKET SALAD!!!!

Duelling duvets at dawn, if only!

I just wanna cover for my frigging bed! Not any old sweaty, tog-50,arctic eiderdown either. Just a nice taffeta throw. Before I end up throwing a taffeta tantrum!