Useful fact of the day

The British use the word 'tetchy' instead of 'touchy'.

Now you know.

Back like a rash

I could have sworn I've posted since March, but maybe not. Ok, so here's the lowdown:

Moved.
To a tiny pied a terre in a swanky new development in Paddington Basin. Still getting used to not living in South Kensington, but oh my I'm loving having Sky satellite television, a dishwasher and air conditioning (especially as they're predicting a scorching summer.)

Devastated.
My best mate Kirsten's packed up her family and are immigrating to Perth, Australia on Sunday. Our big 'sex and the city' night out was pre-empted by her husband's clashing plans and we had to make due with a takeaway and a bottle (or three) of wine 'round hers. It's beyond sad. They're like family - we spend holidays together. Now, I'm devastated I won't get to see her children grow up, won't have K to drag to nice bars and restaurants, won't have someone in London I always knew I could call if I needed someone. I'm going to miss her tremendously.

Prepared.
Robert's coming to London on Sunday. I'm preparing my liver for the onslaught now. It's bank holiday weekend here and the clubs are open all hours and I've no doubt we'll be embarrassing ourselves somewhere.

Intrigued.
The Economist has launched a lifestyle magazine, Intelligent Life. Anyone read it yet?

Sad.
Ismail Merchant died yesterday.

Annoyed.
Big Brother 6 starts. But happily I have Sky and hope to avoid it.