A round-up

Lately, a few people have complained that I've posted too many "Look what I found on the web!" type entries, and not enough "Listen to what I've been up to!" ones. That's because most of the things I get up to are either too dull or too interesting to share with the world. But nevertheless, here's a little round-up of the latest mundanities from my life.

SO. First piece of news (using the word 'news' so loosely that even the word 'potato' would probably be more accurate): I saw this today, and recognised it as more or less exactly what I am looking for in a man. Like Aidan from Sex and the City, but with a beard. Where are men like that? Do I have to move to America?

Secondly, I've come to terms with the trip to Paris (next week). I have come so much to terms with it that I have booked a five day trip to Crete just before it. I'm not going on my own to Crete, but I am going with someone who is terrified (loudly terrified) of flying, insects and germs. So that will be an exciting warm-up experience for my solo holiday afterwards.

Thirdly, I've had bridesmaid dress traumas this week. It's all very easy to find a normal frock to wear for work or a night out, but when choosing a dress that you will have to wear in daylight while people watch you walk down the aisle, and take endless photos, you start to obsess over details. I don't want to wear something that might make me look a bit chubby. I don't want to wear something that is a bit weird from certain angles. I don't want to wear something that is going to cause me to pass out from asphyxiation. I don't want to wear something that will make me look six months pregnant after dinner. I don't want to wear something I will accidentally rip on the dancefloor. I don't want to wear something that one of the other guests will turn up in.

This is the latest candidate:


It's McQ by Alexander McQueen and it's from Asos. (Obviously that's not me in the photo. I'm less extreme in the fringe department.) Thoughts? If you could just leave a comment below, putting yourself in one of the following categories, that would be helpful:

1. "Yes! This frock is surely woven with pure wedding joy. You will in no way look stupid or 'with child'."

2. "No! This frock will make you look like a pig wrapped in a curtain."

And finally: The Apprentice is on tonight, and for the first time in three or four weeks I am going to watch it when it's on, God damn it. I am not playing Apprentice roulette any more, where every person I meet the following day could at any moment blurt out "Did you see that guy with the fat chin get fired last night?" and ruin the whole show for me. I am going to be the person who might blurt that out. My turn.