Life for Lola

I can't stop consuming. Last night I knocked up a warm chicken and bacon salad with olives, sun-dried tomatoes etc (very continental) It was a large salad, with it I ate 3/4 of a toasted ciabatta and half a bottle of red wine. I didn't rest there. I also chomped on two christmas mince pies! Whilst typing this I am eating a smoked salmon salad..... I don't know what it can be. Maybe the cold snap really is coming and I'm laying down fat in preperation.........by the looks of it it's going to be a long arduous winter.

America are going to the poles, I was watching the news and they were lining up in the name of democracy. The queues were snaking for yards and yards. I don't think I could wait that long to cast my vote. I've heard rumbles that we will be having an early election. I'm not happy with Labour, they've become a bit of a menace to society, especially that Harriet Harman she always looks like someone you'd see infront of you at Tesco packing offal into her bag, ruddy faced with a gold chain poking out of her poloneck. I like my MPs to have an other worldliness about them.....like Robin Cook, Glenda Jackson and Michael Heseltine. Not Harriet, she looks like a stay-at-home mum with issues. Not someone you want making life altering decisions.