And on the seventh day God laid his feet on the back of the armchair and he sleepeth ‘til noon

I was never especially fond of Sundays, probably because of work looming the next day, but at least it’s an excuse for a day of rest. Today has been good, in fact it’s been a good weekend, in fact it’s been a good week, almost perfect. Let’s get the almost bits out of the way first. I broke a tooth, and the dentist can’t fix it, but it’s not causing any discomfort so he’s just going to leave it until it does, when it’ll have to come out, yuk. It’s the back tooth though so it won’t spoil my lovely smile. And my Aga broke down again, well it was leaking kerosene actually, so I had to turn it off for a couple of days until I could get a new part, which turned out to be the metric version of what I needed, my Aga being about 40 years old, but after a great struggle I managed to get it to fit. Bloody cold in this house with the Aga off, I don’t have central heating.

So, minor problems really. Pip came over on Monday afternoon, as it was her day off, which was lovely, even if only for a few hours. I’d been feeling slightly emotionally fragile over the weekend so I felt much better after her visit. Thanks hun, you‘re a star. On Wednesday I decided to go for a jaunt and do some shopping in Manchester, as luck would have it Pip had the afternoon off so she joined me. We weren’t dressed, but it was fun, and I bought a gorgeous full skirt, burgundy taffeta with a black net over, which I wore for our third meeting this week – last night. Halloween today so we did a slightly gothic influenced look, but only slightly, and went out on the town, or rather Village, again. Was super fun, just the 2 of us, though later on we bumped into Gigi, and old acquaintance of Pippa’s. Got very drunk and ate chicken and chips again, it’s becoming a trend.

This morning I woke up quite early so I touched up my make up and drove home dressed, always a pleasure. After dropping off Pippa I stopped at Charnock Richard services to use the ladies. No-one seemed to notice me, at all, which was nice. In fact it made me feel so good that I decided to stop off again at Lancaster and have a look round the shops. Hardly anyone noticed me again, making me feel better and better, and much more confident about going out on my own, in daylight, in "normal" situations. In fact I can’t wait to do it again. I tried on a black suede skirt in Marks and Spencer, which fitted very well so I bought it, and a belt to go with it. Went round all the other clothes shops but nothing really took my fancy. Autumn fashion is so boring, well it seems to be this year, a lot of brown about, which I’m forbidden from wearing by my style guru. Actually I think Pip and I could do a good Trinny and Susannah ("What Not to Wear"), apropos Maria’s forum thread, which had occurred to me after the last TM in London. Some girls, tsk, they really aren’t bothered, but each to her own I guess.

So after an eventful week I seem to have no plans until Christmas, but I’m sure something will come up, eh Pip?!