Twice this week i have been awoken by the loud cracking sound of thunder, as if the lightening bolt had shot through just above my head. i never dare to check the time, but my guess is that both times it has happened within 1 hr of waking up time. completely unfair.
It's not the best way to start my day, let alone two out of the four days that have since passed in the week. I don't particularly enjoy thunderstorms, in fact they mildly scare me.
Marmalade, my latest preferred toast topping.
Women who swing their long wet, non blow dried hair around on packed trains and elevators in the morning, my latest disappointment in the female gender.
French food, my current comfort food and downfall.
much love xox.
