It’s been… interesting around here lately, and I wasn’t too eager to post as you can see. Not to mention the fact that people were – likely – reading an entirely different blog last week. Which is not really an excuse though. Moreover, if our PM has the time to write than I definitely should too.
Instead I was sitting on a tattered camping bed probably older than I am in our garden reading The Devil Wears Prada. Mostly girl stuff again. I like it nevertheless, weird as I am.