Ohmigod innit! (ironic tone applied and I don't actually speak that) but..... heaven is on tv next week. Rick Stein fish chef and culinary hero supreme and France - country of my dreams are combined in French Odyssey. This looks like a francophile foodie festival, pour moi. Oh merde, it is on Wednesday and I have to go to rehearsals and I don't have the facility to tape! Maybe the lovely Auntie Beeb in her great wisdom will create a DVD for me to salivate over somewhere down the line. Pleeeeease! "Chalkie, have a bark in her ear."

Just watched Catherine Tate (great) and Extras (extra great). Waddyayou think of either, innit? Stop it, you don't speak like that. OK. Over to you blogging folk.

I am feeling sort of like a teenager today as I have been flirting with someone in a deli in town. She is cute with lovely brown eyes and long dark hair. We had a laugh the other day about some imaginary shoes that could float the wearer up to high shelves in order for them to retrieve the goods from the top. I 'even' asked her name (very forward of me) and she asked mine. Since then I have been in for a coffee and we have continued the conversation to the point where I promised to bring in some jokey descriptions of adapted shoes that could do the job. I spent all last night working on the designs on paper and left the results with one of her workmates this morning for her to see and hopefully have a laugh at. i am going back this lunch to see what she thinks. Eeeek.