Ninety Two

"For my part I know nothing of any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream."

Vincent Van Gogh

I have 20 minutes until the battery on my laptop dies...unless I suddenly develop an idea for a ridiculously long blog post, I think I can manage this entry in time. 


So yesterday my parents got back about 8 and my brother got back about midnight, so our entire house has descended into chaos and the living room has disappeared under piles of clothes. 


Today involved going in to town in order for my dad to swap the jacket he bought the other day for something better, which basically involved me and my Mum sounding a bit like Gok Wan, pulling out jackets and saying things along the lines of  "No, I don't think that one will do, it won't go with those trousers" and "He's definitely a 42, maybe a 40. We need one with longer sleeves though" during which my Dad looked slightly annoyed but bemused at the same time. My mum and I shopped around the sales for a bit in John Lewis- I didn't find anything I could afford...I've been told I have expensive taste. We had time to kill so we ventured into Hollister, aka the darkest shop in the world. They had some really nice stuff in there, but none of it that I could afford (again). I feel a trip to Primark coming on...


B xxx 


Reading: The Rain Before It Falls by Jonathan Coe.
Listening: Rewind by Goldspot. 
Watching: Top Gear.
Drinking: Hot Chocolate. 
Eating: Lemon Cake. 
Smelling: Clean sheets.