Life for Lola

Only two days to work and the ladyfriend and I are off for a few days. Très bon as they say in France.....oh no, I've said it, as soon as I think of France I think of going across to Calais and stocking up.....bugger. My head starts trying to fit it in. Duh.

I am knocking the booze off of the top priority list as I am trying to treat my condition with nutrition. I have stopped taking the tablets that the Doctor gave me as they made me feel rough - could have saved the prescription charge if I had known and I am now up to my badly managed eyebrows in kiwi fruit, nuts and dates. If I follow the rules in my new book I will be pregnant by Michaelmas.

Prince Charles - these revelations only make me find him more interesting. Up the King!