I am dreaming of a white easter...

L had three friends for a sleep over last night. It is apparently compulsory for young women to have sleepovers which involve staying up until 4am and eating their body weight sugar, watching endless dvds and reading 'bliss' magazine. Can't say I approve. Sniff.

E played the part of the annoying little brother admirably and was predicatbly green by the end of today with the amount of chocolate he'd eaten.