It's alive!

Roughly a month ago, I (accidentally) put my phone in the washing machine. What I mean is, I put my boy-fit slouch Next jeans in the wash, in the pocket of which resided my shiny, lovely, precious, glossy, neat little flip phone. In which resided my life. Or so I thought.

Until on Thursday of last week, when I somehow parted company with my lovely, faithful, precious, multi-compartmental Next purse. In which actually resided my entire being and worth in this tempestuous world.

So, though it's no excuse, my life seems to have slipped away from me in under 3 months. Which didn't take as long as usual.

From the former loss, stemmed the lack of inspiration to post on here, seeing as with the death of my phone also went the death of my image-capturing ability. Yes, faithful readers (I know there must be some...) I can no longer take lovely pictures for you and show you very important things and very exciting things through the medium of photography.

I wore a pair of rather excellent new stockings with pale yellow shoes, which I couldn't show you. My hamster was out in the garden last week, and I couldn't show you. I had my hair cut, and you didn't know. I feel like a cheater. I'm sure there's a 'cheetah' pun in there, but I'm currently too much of the former to think of one.

But, faithful viewers of this humble page, I'm alive today. And after my third can of diet coke of the morning, I will definitely be kicking.

Loves :)