I have granted myself 4 days off work. Which means (including the heaven sent weekend) I have 6 whole days straight of not wanting to lynch myself with my office PC mouse cable. Hoooray.
The first day I spent in a dream, sleeping until 8am - 8 I TELL YOU!! - and then eating a leisurely bowl of branflakes and drifting around my tiny flat making small contented 'Hmm' sounds every time I wafted into a different room and did nothing at all. By 11am I had itchy feet so upped and left to do something similar around the foodhalls of Harrods. I took some snaps of my venture into the yuppie quarter, and made them into a mini collage to celebrate my day of bugger all. Oh to live like Mylene Klass. Marvellous.
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