If it’s not love then it’s the bomb that will bring us together


Okay, it’s a 11:30 in the morning and I just poured myself a spritzer.

I’ve decided the weekend starts now.

I did actually squeeze in a crit and 750 words of hob before I turned into a lush, so I don’t feel bad.

Allow me to say – mango orange chocolate is the bomb.

Now I’m off to go enjoy my weekend of spoken word, alcohol, belly dance, baby birthdays and other stuff.

Oh and Kirsty? *squishes you with big hugs* Thanks dear – for once a package actually made it through the South African postal system without being stolen!