I can’t pretend 2011 has been brilliant so far. On New Year’s Day my car was keyed on three sides. This casual wanton scraping by (presumably) a drunken teenager will cost me between £1500-2000 – or I should say the insurers will be paying. But then my premiums will go up and I will be forking out in the end. The most annoying thing is that, had the stupid teenager done the decent thing and keyed all four sides, or even scrawled ‘bum’ on the bonnet, then I could have had the entire car re-sprayed the greeny-blue of my dreams. As it is, it’ll take a week to get it back to its usual boring black. A colour I dislike so much that I never wear it.
As if this wasn’t annoying enough, my computer upped and died yesterday. Well, it didn’t even up. It simply expired. So I’m typing this with one finger on my iPad. Yes, yes, obviously I’m very lucky to have one. But frankly, blogging on it is making me go blind. It’s really only designed for light browsing of online cashmere retailers, in my not-at-all jaundiced view.
Add to that the fact that I’ve got a terrible headache and guests coming tonight, and I’m afraid I’m going to abandon all my projected blog posts today – supposedly my first day back after the looong break, and during which I was meant to accomplish a veritable kilimanjaro of work. Well, I’m sorry, but I’m stumping off now in a big sulk. 2011 hasn’t been very nice to me so far, so I’m not playing. So there. I’ll be back when I’ve grown up a bit x