Imagine this - you've been up till 6am, you're asleep - it's 11am, you get a call - it's your MOTHER - you answer it - "We're on our way to the east end as arranged, see you at 1 then"

WHAT could be worse!? I was planning on say... sleeping in until 3, going to my favourite cafe (Mess Cafe - Amhurst Road - HACKNEY) then oh I dunno, watching cartoons & smoking naughty cigarettes until bedtime. NO - I have to meet my PARENTS in the XMAS RUSH at a poncey market in town.

OKOKOK - I had clearly arranged it a week before so it's all my fault really - but I was bitterly disapointed.

It was terribly busy in the market - I get very hypocritical when it's like that. Both grunting at stangers who decide the best place to stop and have a chat is in a main intersection - and then rolling my eyes at fustrated old ladies when I'm stood still in their way.

I coudln't really be bothered to go into this - but I got all my xmas shopping anyway. I got some of those hand made soaps with bits of fruit in them and shells for my grandmother (who's just turned 90) my mother and I both joked that she wouldn't realise there wa a shell in it and cut her wrinkly skin to ribbons. How we laughed.