I more or less had a completely free day today, so I went for a long walk in the snow earlier (I may have also accidentally wandered into Boots and even more accidentally picked things I don't need up and taken them to the till - oh, hello, new Soap & Glory lipstick - but shh, don't tell anyone.) and then had a big old bath this afternoon, which was beyond lush. I think reading in the bath is my favourite hobby. I started reading Brick Lane by Monica Ali, which so far is brilliant - unlike The Time Traveller's Wife, which I started last night and gave up on after page 49. So what if the dude can time travel, the characters were so dull that frankly I didn't care what happened to them!
Today I saw a boy (about 15?) wearing a tiger onesie, with black boxer shorts and a denim jacket over the top. He also had on white knee high football socks. There are times when you should embrace who you are and then there are times when you need to just go back to bed and start the day over.