I am sitting here scarfing down peanut m&ms, only half enjoying them. The very m&ms that so inspired me to leap up from my email writing to go buy these chocolaty treats only to find my leg was tangled up in my head set cables and consequently I had irreparably (ok so probably not, but I ain’t got the know-how to fix it) torn the wire out of the mic plug. So, am feeling a bit down in the dumps. Therefore if I call you on Skype, I shall just listen, you’ll know its me on account of the long silence, feel free to tell me a story.
Ok so the M&ms are growing on me, I can honestly say I have reached 70% enjoyment level upon eating the second half of the packet.
But hey, If I were to look on the bright side of life, I would remember buying (with certain glee, I add) such lovely mushrooms the day before, chanterelle and others with names that sound a bit like chanterelle. I eagerly await le soir, when shall cook me up such a glorious mushroomy thing, and follow it with fromage frais sprinkled in garlic, pepper and salt oh la la
So it is decided, I shall pack in as much of this magical french food as possible before I leave because I have booked my flight (ex london) 17th of december, I’m coming home for christmas baby and I shall be expecting lots of hugs, from ALL of you
