THE Shit...

Been to London again...  Hooray.
 
Had the best cup of coffee in Kaffeine. (www.kaffeine.co.uk)  If you like coffee, you won't be disappointed.  The place is tiny, but, great looking food, service and friendly customers- we had to share a table- make up for it.  (I cannot be held responsible for the quality of customer on your individual visit.)

I embarrassed my friend by 'ooh'ing at giant holly and pretty buildings...what can I say?  I am not a city mouse.

Visted the Floris shop. (www.florislondon.com)  Felt suitably out of place as this is no ordinary perfume shop, oh no no no!
This is a super poncey perfume shop.  Perfumier to the Royal family no less, complete with subtly condescending shop assistants.  I pretended to be my friend's PA.  I felt better. 

Saw some very cool christmas decorations in Selfridges,  and didn't by them...What an idiothole I am. 

Just SHIT...

The day I went to London, my train was cancelled  due to a broken down freight train at Manningtree.  Of course I don't need to tell you that this, absolutely, was the end of the world for about half an hour.  I eventually got into Liverpool Street an hour and a bit late. 
 
I wore new shoes...they are lovely.  Leopard print pumps.  I walked a lot.  Needless to say my feet were a total mess after a few hours.  I could feel I had blisters but I was not prepared for the state my feet were in...There was blood. 
I do not expect sympathy.  I am 34 and should know better.  However, I was not prepared for the pain of applying 'liquid skin' when I got home.  I nearly fainted.  Bloody hell!  I am such a knob. 

In a daze in the early hours of this morning, as my pest of a child was calling out for me, I managed to knock my phone (which I was using as a light) into the flushing toilet.  I will never judge people for this again.  The awful realisation that you do indeed have to put your arm in after it, amongst broken up toilet tissue and wee, is sickening.  Fingers crossed it dries out ok.  
So I've said I won't judge people for knocking their phones into toilets, however I  reserve the right to mock anyone who manages to wash their Blackberry more than once.  You know who you are.x