This summer has been full of the colour orange. It seems to seep into the fabric of my life. Gosh you can tell that I have recently read an Orange prize shortlisted novel from the way I write. You see what I mean! Even the things I read seems to be touched by this bright colour. Why is that?
As you can see finally got my hair cut. I'm afraid it is not going to stay as nice as this - I don't have the talent nor the inclination to brush and blow-dry it into this quiff every morning. Don't tell my hairdresser.