Tuesday, 8 September 2009

Oh blighty, I miss thee.

First things first, I did decide to have that croissant before I went to bed last night. So, don't feel like I don't fill you in on my oh-so exciting life.

Secondly, today I was hit by a vague pang of "missing blighty". Mainly because (TMI, I know) I was on the loo, and the French seem to dislike toilet seats. But, oui, here is a list of what I sort of miss about Old Blighty:

1. Toilet seats.
2. Normal, non-prison-style, showers.
3. Ovens.
4. Freezers.
5. Real milk.
6. Squash.
7. Apple tango.
8. Real-sized beds.
9. I think that might be it for now. Give it time, I will edit this list as it grows.

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