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Walking down the road, chiller and I are having a voluble row about the colour of her skirt. She insists it is pink; I say that it is mushroom. (I am right). Unlocking the door:

chiller: *sticks out a skirt-clad leg*
chiller: "It's pink! I don't know what planet you're on..."
yiskah: "I'm on Planet Right."
chiller: "Shyeah, in the solar system of I Don't Think so."

Aw. She's still funny, even though she's deleted.

*****

We went to Lewisham. I was supposed to buy jeans, a cardigan and maybe some trousers. Instead I got six tops, two dresses, a skirt, three pairs of earrings, a change purse, and literally the most beautiful coat that has even existed in the history of the earth. Oh, and some hair clips.

Ah well.