It's not the early morning it's the train. And Slough which is a miserable horrible place.
Slough does have one advantage over Leeds though (and truly, only one) and that's Krispy Kreme.
I treated the team to a serious sugar injection today. I don't even like doughnuts but fudge Krispy Kreme are a religious experience. Oh baby.
I was completely entranced by the Glamour pink shimmer doughnut (not the taste, it was literally like eating lipgloss) but it looked the part and like Kay Thompson in Funny Face I was singing "Think Pink" to myself all afternoon.
I made beetroot and ginger soup (view my recipe here) and a pink grapefruit sea breeze.
and then I curled up in pink pyjamas, pink socks and burned Cherry Blossom Yankee candles to watch Legally Blonde. Thoroughly pink indeed.
The Boy is away again so tomorrow my friend Rach and I will be crossing chopsticks in Little Tokyo for a girlie night.
Ziggy played guitarrrrrraaaaarrrrraaaarrrrrr.
Title: Pretty Pink Rose by David Bowie