By the water

Eugh - a long working week beckons, and starting it feeling more tired than at 5pm on Friday doesn't bode particularly well. But it was well worth it for a gorgeous weekend with pals and sunshine - and having the man succumb to letting me watch Big Brother AND a cheesy rom com with Michelle Pfieffer pulling some young chap, who wasn't that young anyway.

Saturday night saw my friends birthday party, so we headed over to her flat to celebrate with her. We spent lots of time being very excited about girly things like makeup and weddings. The man spent lots of time talking with my pal's surgeon boyfriend about his experience of neutering their new kitten himself, on the rug in his living room. Nice.

It was a lovely night, and I LOVE her flat, which was overlooking the Thames. This, I thought, was what living in London is all about - and the man and I quickly bought a lottery ticket in blind hope. Sunday morning saw us driving through London, on the way to do our weekly shopping, and picking out the houses we'd choose when we got home and checked our winning lottery numbers. We entered into quite a heated debate about whether we'd prefer to overlook a park, or the river - and whether it mattered about being near a tube station given that we'd both have Ferraris.

Needless to say, I'm entering another week as a non-lottery-winner. Next week, definitely.