The boxes and furniture finally arrived 10 days ago, which is the main cause of the delay in writing this second letter. I have decided not to unpack everything, which means that every time I want something I must open a minimum of 5 boxes to find it. It is somehow fun, and I keep telling myself, a form of brain-training. Like play a constant memory game: 'I saw that paella pan somewhere... was it in the box with the light fittings or the box with the books?'
|Jamie's Fortress of Solitude|
We have adopted a new friend (I hope he doesn't mind me mentioning him), who has been introducing some German wines and a revival of my lost interest in football. I know I am officially growing a penis here!!! HELP! I even burped in front of him the other day... my ladylike manners have gone straight out of the second floor window.
|Dust hiding away....yay!|
The weekend promises to be a good one, with a raclette (posh name for melted cheese hehe), all night partying and me dressing up in a country where no-one else bothers to. Might go really over the top just for kicks! I'm thinking headband, glitter and actual lipstick instead of gloss!
Love you loads,