Loulou & I made our annual pilgrimage to the amusements & vending convention (strictly for business purposes..) only to discover it had changed into the casino, boring luxury fruit machine and coin counting mechanism convention (I suppose this would have been fun if we hadn't already psyched ourselves up for the usual glee). "disappointed" would be the understatement of the century.
We salvaged the day with shopping and photo joy and I went on a typically large Japanese magazine binge (with I then punished myself with as I struggled to carry the weight).
Today more than ever I wish a door in my house would open out of a door in Loulou's house. I miss my owlface.
BRB just going to stand in my wardrobe for 5 minutes with my eyes shut and maybe when I open them I'll be in Lou's cupboard...