I've just fallen in love with a flat...

I can't describe it, as who knows I may jinx it... but I secretly love flat hunting... I do it often enough for goodness sake... I'm gutted that being in London doesn't afford me the luxury to flat hunt in Spain... can you tell I'm getting anxious?

how cool is it that Barcelona has a Craig list equivalent. http://www.loquo.com/
I blew my £8 a day budget on a new book... I bought the new John Irving book in hard cover... the bloody thing must weight about 10lbs definitely not a hand bag book... I can't wait to get home and read it. I was just lamenting the other day how much I was desperate to sink my teeth into a new book. I've not read anything since I was reading ' An intimate history of Humanity' during my holiday back in March.

We've got a company shin dig this Thursday from mid-day... not sure what it is yet but we're all kind of hoping that they canned the idea of doing a treasure hunt around the city using public transport... not what most of us fancy doing on fateful Thursday...

Speaking of tubes... I finally plucked up the courage to take it again the other day. It was Sunday and jo jo assured me that the baddies would much rather blow up the tube when it's busy... and not so much on Sunday early evening when there is no one on it. I accepted her argument and jumped on... felt like it took ages... I felt bad for two young Muslim men wearing traditional dress across from me. No one would sit next to them. It was pretty embarrassing. God you just can't paint everyone as a suicide bomber just because they're Muslim. I had half a mind to just get up and take a seat next to them... but then I thought it would be aggravating the issue... so I just stayed put.

Seestor returns at the end of this week. I'm SO lucky to get to see her this often! I can't wait!