Goodness gracious me. I am orange. Furnished & burnished by EZ Tan’s sun. I bloody well hope the bronzer part of my spray tan washes off tomorrow else I’ll be glowing like Cat Deeley. I am off to see The Kooks in the evening with H. Am jumping up & down and emitting small squeaks of excitement in anticipation. About The Kooks, that is, not lovely H. Altho it’s always extremely nice to see him too. I shall be bereft when he returns to London on Saturday morning. It’s difficult to find male kindred spirits, especially in a strange city where one never really knows whether men are trying to get into your knickers, or just being nice….