Showing posts with label dinner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dinner. Show all posts

Friday, 11 March 2011

Rain

Its pissing down today. Spent the day watching DVD episodes of Police Squad with the boyo. Also learned chords E and A on the guitar.

Awaiting pick up from the mother to be taken to dinner at the lovely Ridley Arms in Morpeth. Today's bargain beauty dress is courtesy of Pearl Lowe for Peacocks and is an Ossie Clarke inspired number.  (see picture)

Dressing it up with a Paul Smith Trench my ex bought me a few years back and down with a pair of bright pink Primark pumps.

Think this might be my shittest blog update so far. Sorry world. Actually its only me who reads this so sorry to me. I'm going to stick my head in the oven now!

Tuesday, 21 December 2010

The inner Goldielocks


Been out for dinner with friends from St Andrews tonight.

Got a bit tiddly and started feeling all romantic about the snow and various men-folk..

Deary me, I can't seem to keep a hold of my words when I'm pissed. Tend to say things I shouldn't to people I shouldn't when I've had one too many wines (Dark rum -  who am I kidding?).

Literally let my hair down too. Well, let the curls out. Normally I fight the inner Goldielocks but I couldnt be arsed.


That Tom Jones poster was on the wall next to out table. It made my meal THAT much better. A-Mazing.

xx