MonsieurB calls me a maniac but really the joke is on him because I'm his girlfriend and he has to deal with me. On a daily basis.
It has been an epically long time since August. I'm ready to hibernate. I'm keeping my eyes on the prize til Friday when I have a week off. In the interim, I have a shed load of socialising to do as well as Christmas shopping. Highlight of the Christmas season has been Friends' Christmas (not a re-run of David Schwimmer et al) and receiving a teacup based fascinator. Some people in the pub cussed it. MonsieurB was going to knock them out. I was knocked out on gin so didn't really give a shit about the haters. Who were wearing Jack Wills. I rest my case.