I just put 'nads on my face. →[More:]
I bet you couldn't wait to click the 'Read More', could you. But no, I wasn't
teabagged, but tidying up my eyebrows using what has got to be the most
unfortunately-named beauty product ever.
Damn, it hurt. It hurt, it hurt, IT HURT! How the hell do women live through Brazilian waxes when just doing my eyebrows made me scream?
I am all packed, the flat is as clean as I can get it (people are coming in to feed Bailey and Lucy, so I needed to have it looking presentable, as opposed to its usual burglar-ransack look).
And, best of all, the aubergine that I had in the fridge and really didn't fancy having for dinner, grilled, has gone bad, so I've been forced -
forced I tell you - to defrost some lamb koftas instead. So dinner will be nice, instead of just used-up leftovers. Lamb Koftas, grilled peppers, salad, Kalamata olives and feta, then raspberries and pineapple with Greek yoghurt for dessert. I'll have the other half of the pineapple and the rest of the yoghurt and my remaining banana for breakfast before I head off to Heathrow, boo-bound.