From Thought To Deed.

Dear All,

I did try and post a blog yesterday but a power-surge blew out the dial-up connection I am currently visiting with. (Honestly.) Sorry.

Anyway, briefly...the sweet tooth is as a result of there not being enough sweetness in my life at the moment. I am rectifying at this very time and my addiction to all things sugary is about to desist. Yes, I do have the willpower of a Saint!

Other observations from this day...

Does one always have to manifest exactly what pops into one's random train of thought?

I ask this as today I marvelled at how fantastic it was that the heels (top-pieces) on my boots were still in tact as I crossed a cobbled town centre. Within 30 seconds of this happy little thought I heard the sharp click of metal against the stone. (Internal swearing is a must at times like these.) I also apologised to every person in the shop that I entered for emmitting such a well-rounded sigh on such a beautiful Friday afternoon.

After limping for the remainder of my expedition and returning to the local cobbler I was duly informed that he was no longer cobbling as the business was closing down. Did I require any walking boot laces?

Oh, no! Panic. Posh supper tomorrow evening with no funky boots...

But on the upside...I purchased a dongle, so no more lost blogs. Also a novel by the v talented Iain Banks. £2. Charity shop.
Brand new DKNY dark denim 28". £4.(Bargain!!) Different charity shop.
Garnola bar. M&S bakery. Simply the best and my only sweet treat for the day. Promise.

Until next time, fondest regards,

Miss Tip