Yes, it's snowing again in the UK but at least we're not as affected as the US at the moment. It's very slushy out there and I wore my spotty wellies again: so nice to drag those out of the garage for an airing once more! After the school run on foot (as usual) I am now back indoors snug inside my M&S bed socks (well, my feet are - I'd never fit the rest of me inside them) they really shouldn't be consigned to just the bedroom in my humble opinion - they're seemingly suitable for everyday wear. Actually, it reminds me of those slipper socks you can buy, although I've never really invested in a pair because they don't make the women's ones big enough for me!
I was reading the
Sunday Times Culture Magazine yesterday and noticed a review of a fiction book. Apparently the main protagonist didn't initially like a woman because 'her feet were too big' - do you think that's a normal thing to notice when you first encounter a lady? It's going back to my Cinderella persecution thing once more isn't it? I bet Ana, the love interest in
Fifty Shades of Grey takes a dainty size four doesn't she? Most heroines in romantic/erotic fiction are tiny and have tiny bone structures, akin to a bird's. Lovely. So do I, if indeed that bird was the mighty albatross!
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