Bedford at its best

And I still hate it. I went down the embankment and it's been beautiful sunny weather today, there was a band playing soft jazz and pirate boats on the river and I was MISERABLE.

I don't think it helped that when I left the house today there was VOMIT on my doorstep, I think it must have been from a local cat, but it was pretty grim. And then Stephers rang to play me my favourite singer down the phone from Glasto.

Could not be more jealous.

On the up side, I love this blip. I thought it was really nice anyway (if a bit simple) but then I cooled the temperature and I loved the old fashioned appearance it gave it.

Sorry for the moaning myrtle-ness!