Rocking Friday Update - a slightly tarnished halo.

Yep, my halo is tarnished, my self control has been lost...


Here is a photo of the culprits:

I couldn't resist them - they were half-price in the sale and they fit beautifully (size 4). I did battle with  the little voice asking if I really needed four pairs of red shoes (hell, yes!!) for all of, ooh, must have been 20 seconds. And they've got bling! The perfect scrappers shoes.


I only went out for coffee with Pat..came back with these and a bottle of gin (it was on offer in Waitrose) which I managed to buy without accosting any random males.


Now a couple of answers to questions posed by Joanna:


1.The vibrating strawberry sponge - nothing to do with where I live. It came home with me from the NE after one of my weekends away. All I'm saying is hen party , Ann Summers, rolled back to Dad's @3a.m. 


2. The erotic sci-fi - my hysterics had nothing to do with gravity or the lack of it, they were caused by (and how do I put this politely?) the,erm..."appendages" of the humanoid aliens and what they could do with said appendages.


I'll leave you to ponder that one. :)