Having seen ducky’s post, I’m now having second thoughts about the thongs I bought The Squeeze the other week (this photo doesn’t quite do justice to the extreme green of the things). I picked them up at a supermarket for a couple of bucks as a joke – an extension of the cricketing hat I bought him for christmas (he doesn’t play cricket, never has, doesn’t really watch it, but like the thought of watching it. Or falling asleep on the couch in front of it).
I spent half of this very beautiful Invasion Day asleep – 12 hours of slumbery goodness. I have no idea why I slept so late (til 12!), but I do know I was tired out dancing last night, was very tired riding home and then fell into bed and asleep straight away with only a token grizzle.
I think it’s the insane solo jazz binge kicking me.
