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I ate my breakfast in the sunshine this morning.

Then a haircut, during which my hairdresser told me she is pregnant: she is, without doubt, the most grumpy newly pregnant woman I have ever met. She hates being pregnant, when she told me about her first pregnancy (this is her second) I burst out laughing at her appalled face! She knows I wasn't brilliantly keen on the pregnant state, so we had a good moan.

Me and my flat hair (she always straightens it, even when I tell her not to) then went to Brighton to look at glasses. I learned more about how to choose glasses from the woman who helped me than I have ever learned in 30 years of wearing them, she was amazing. I haven't actually chosen any though.....