
If I had a little money I think I would start gearing up for the coming months by investing in some decent bedding for snuggling into and some new pyjamas. Everything I own that falls under these categories is ancient and kind of horrible. These versions from Toast would be lovely.

I have a cold. All I want to do is burrow. Yesterday I went to work wearing jeggings and a big grey jumper with no makeup and then my boss unexpectedly sent me to an album launch where I had to take a picture to put up on Twitter where my tired, scrunchy face is now on show to all work friends. This is a lesson along the lines of “you never know when you might suddenly be called upon to be introduced to the queen”. And a reminder of the pitfalls of doing a “cool” job when you are not an especially “cool” person.
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