Things I like to do in my spare time.

Just read in The Sunday Times Style magazine that 'the coolest social soirees are more about conversation than canapes', the point being that fewer people want to go clubbing, more want to enjoy edifying conversation at cultural salons such as Salon des Amis and for geeks dorkbot.

So that's another thing to be inadequate in. Thankfully my chocolate chip cookies turned out okay, so I am a worthwhile creature after all.

Things I have consistently wanted and consistently forgotten to buy:

5 years: 1 tiny screwdriver, to loosen the metal bands around my smashed glass cafetiere
3 years: 1 hot water bottle, gave my last one away
10 years: Pale Saints ‘The Comforts of Madness‘, my (actually, Mike’s, cough, ahem) last one got stuck in Sam Hull’s CD player and as far as I know, it’s still there
1 1/2 years: set of teaspoons to match my lovely David Mellor rest of set, as bought for me by Emily on my 30th birthday
2 months: boxes to archive old photos
3 years: bath mat
8 months: black umbrella
6 years: a decent bloody bread knife


If anyone would like to lend (permanent basis only), or buy any of the above, do let me know. If anyone would like to tell me how to get my arse into gear and just buy them, do also let me know.

And finally...word of the lunch hour...captious...

And see what happens when you bot-mix books.

See if people born on the same day as you, think like you.

You know when you find out that a word doesn't mean what you thought it meant, at all?

Similar vein, one of my favourite childhood books, 'The tree that sat down' is by an author called Beverley Nichols, who I discovered not five minutes ago is, in fact, a man.

How can this be? Entire childhood now in question.

Lovely n sunny outside, so send a bunch of flowers to someone you love.

Lovely n sunny outside, but what the heck, stay in, play Space Invaders, or check out the real world invaders instead.

Today the bag, tomorrow the fridge.

1 pot of Carmex lip balm
1 pot of Dr Hauschka lip balm
1 tube of pink Revlon lip gloss
1 Mulberry purse
1 packet of Wrigley’s Extra, opened
1 cinema ticket for ‘City of God’
1 copy Haruki Murakami's 'The Wind-up Bird Chronicle’
1 BBC diary
3 polaroids: 2 x me drunk, 1 x me playing Scrabble
1 pay slip
1 pen
1 receipt for Sainsbury’s Tottenham Court Road (£28.81)
1 receipt for Selfridges, The West Village (£70)
1 smile cheque book
1 hair brush
1 exposed, undeveloped roll of Ilford FP4 Plus, 125
1 Chubb key of unknown origin
5 tampons of various sizes
1 set of Focus Dailies contact lenses
1 vial Lip Venom
1 letter for someone else

I am awash with burstiness. Ever noticed how you'll hear a word one day, then the next thing it's inescapable? That'll be a word burst then. See what words people like us are using.

How long before 'sextuation' makes it?