I forgot to mention SCREEN DATING! courtesy of Rick on Monday night. I headed down as a journo mole for a piece I'm writing to a private cinema where we watched Dreamgirls. The first half hour was fine, but then it totally jumped the shark and everyone wouldn't shut the fuck up singing. Jennifer Hudson was good though. After the cinema, everyone went across to the Gingerman and I chatted to the singletons and the lovely Amanda and Joan from Rick's show. I attempted to get a double-blogger-photee with Rick but my camera died. Oh wellsies. Anyway, for more info, you're just going to have to read the article.
PS: shout out to my Mammy who dropped a dozen Krispy Kreme into my gaff from Harrods on Monday. What a ledge, loike.
eating: very unhealthy breakfast in Georgian Fare
reading: the Daily Mail for some reason
listening to: Klaxons