Hello, maties.
Togged up in faux neckage again today.
As per my suggestion, I tried the neck-whatsit on my head. Didn't work.
Maybe best kept where it's designed to be. Around the neck, keeping me snug.
I had to go into Town to stock up on Clarins cleansing products. The Photographer had an early morning eye check up so I tagged along with him, thus saving petrol pennies and the environment.
I was quite perfunctory about my purchases. No sidetracking. Buying only what I went in for.
I popped my nose into M&S - not much doing in there currently, nothing to tempt. Well apart from two little button-up cardis and I MUST STOP BUYING THOSE!
The good news is that I bought zilch in January other than groceries and toiletries.
My no-spend January plan honoured. Done.
The bad news is that this little grey cross-over bag was calling my name in Accessorize.
This plain grey scarf on the right was making similar noises.
This scarf in the middle murmured a little too.
But I walked away, unspent, met up with The Photographer. It was still very early ...
... and I said "What about Breakfast at Christies?"
And he said "I think I remember the place.
And he said "I think I remember the place.
And as I recall, I think we both kinda liked it" ...
So we went there.
Breakfast At Tiffany's, re-worked for the purpose of this post!
My breakfast.
His breakfast.
Such a Retired Person thing to do, yet we never rarely do it.
I have observed that friends and bloggers seem to go out for morning coffees or afternoon tea and cake. Do you? We never seem to think to do that. But it did feel kinda nice.
A la perchoine.
