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Tuesday, 30 September 2008
Sole Monday...except it's Tuesday
Pardon my tardiness. I got caught up in the excitement of my foreigners only Cath Kidston giveaway yesterday and forgot to take pictures of my shoes.
Like last week's, these little pretties are by the same clever, clever Brazilian (I think...I may have made that up. South American for sure) lady. You can see more of her pretties here. I really want the lace up spats.
In some sad news, I have been told that my recently scabby face (I didn't share it with you, it was too awful) is caused by a real life proper full on allergy to dairy. Sigh. I have been intolerant to lactose for a while, but mainly ignored it and coped (dairy goodness being to strong a lure) but my face has looked like a cross between Chaucer's Summoner (isn't it funny how some things stick in your mind forever and ever? I only read Chaucer's General Prologue once, in school 16 or so years ago and I will never forget it) and Freddie Kruger for a couple of weeks. I initially put it down to the bleach (yes, I am now blonde...go search for a pic in flickr, but don't tell me I look like Annie Lennox like my mum did) but the nice doctor man (after ruling out acne, I know my youthful good looks are misleading, kind Sir, but surely I am too old) told me I was allergic to dairy for sure, not pretend allergic, definite allergic. Poo. I am (so far) coping with black tea (prefer it that way anyway) and soy milk lattes, but the cake. Oh woe is me. Does anyone have any cake recipes that taste like cake, not like cardboard, but don't use milk? Gluten, egg, other stuff - all fine, it's just the milk and the butter. Or tasty biscuits. Can I make flap jacks with margarine, for example?
Please help, oh wise ones of blog-land. No cake makes Katy a very sad girl (but with much better skin, so that's a bonus).
For you foreign types, the giveaway is still on until Monday the 6th october. If you fancy a Cath Kidston bag plus some other surprise English lovelies go here and leave a comment.
And no, Monda, you cannot move abroad in order to qualify, neither is Legoland a foreign country (which I am sure you will try and tell me it is soon after you've trekked around Yummy Mummy central trying to find a stray bag (those pesky Yummy Mummies, they'll have been camping out for weeks round your way). Fortunately for me, round our way, the locals are more like '£3.50 for a fookin bag? I'd sooner use them free ones'.
Posted by Katy Jones at 14:24
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