Happy. New. Year.

There's been loads of stuff I've been wanting to write about but being as how THEY WON'T LET ME BLOG AT WORK, it's difficult to remember it all.  I'll give it a whirl though.

As usual, Yags has made all the best resolutions but here's my effort:

Wear more sequins
This is going very well as I spent New Year's Eve tottering around in a sequinned cape, which was slightly askew at the end of the night.  This is also part of:

Dress like a superhero
Although I seem to be turning into DRAG GIRL.  Watch out before I put a wig on you!  I plan to wear exciting shoes and clothes adorned with lightning bolts.

Clear the mysterious corner of carrier bags in my bedroom
It doesn't sound like much, but I could probably get a small sofa, or a wardrobe or a fabulous antique writing desk if I got rid of all that crap.

Master the art of making felt
I can sort of do it, but the stuff my friend makes is much more robust.  I want to make a fuzzy table runner and some more corsages.

I'll add more as and when I think of them.

I finally got around to buying a new diary today and in the spirit of credit crunchiness and impending unemployment, I bought one from Aspinall as it was the half the price of a Liberty one (it's all relative, innit? And anyway, I use it every day so I might as well have a nice one.  I acclimatised by looking at the Smythson ones first.  They're EIGHTY POUNDS for a tiny one).  However, much as it's cute and turquoise leather with a pink ribbon book mark, it is proving slightly inferior.  It doesn't have a tube map, it tells me when Martin Luther King day is, instead of Passover and in the boxes for Important Numbers, there are spaces for Domestic Help, Florist, Dry Cleaner and Nanny.  Sorry, my mistake, the Nanny is actually in the Emergency column.

Finally, here are some more reasons why my dad rocks the hardest:
1. When I told him about my crappy Spanish mark, he said 'so?' in the tone of voice he might have used had I said 'I ate one of your apples'.
2. He also used that same tone of voice when I asked him why all his philosophy books were in French or German 'yes?  doesn't everyone?'
3. I mentioned in passing that he smelled nice (my dad always smells nice, even if it's something from Pound Stretcher.  I, on the other hand, can put on something by Chanel (usually Cristal, which is so delicious on my friends) and the smell makes your eyes water) and he said 'Oh yes, I was feeling a bit down after I lost the money I had invested so I bought the Christian Dior Farenheit gift set.  Not just aftershave but shower gel and lotion as well!'  Needless to say, he completely understood my need for a sequinned cape.  I'm all about the cape.