It continues. I loves it. Twice this week I've been for a dip (today, in my new swimsuit, which is realistically too tight but I got away with it slightly unzipped at the front). Had ice cream on the way home. Felt like summer. Sand everywhere though.
I have also misbehaved and bought a lottery ticket. I'm pretending it was free because I used money from my Revolut that I had forgotten existed. This also meant I had to buy cookies, marshmallows and fudge.
My bank has stupidly approved my loan extension, then said it was for review, then rejected it. Arses. It was only £3,800 but that's money I can't use to bid on the flat I want now. Arses.
Yellow-stickered barbecue chicken pasta for dinner. And marshmallows.
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