Day 2, 36 days till you return, 23 days till Christmas.



Firstly, I had a lovely night last night, me and Adam went to pizza express then watched a film on the sack sofa. Pizza was nice but the waitress through olives all over Adam, I felt sorry for her, it reminded me of my shakey hands when I worked at Cafe Treff!

This morning when I work up, you had arrived in Hawaii, I didn't reply to your message, not because I'm a bad friend, or because I don't care, but because I don't want a massive phone bill and I'm assuming you would be otherwise engaged anyway! In my head you are already sporting a lovely brightly coloured flower garland, Nick is wearing a loudly printed pair of Hawaiian shorts and you are both drinking cocktails from a glass with a paper umbrella and a cherry on the side, I was just cold and clasping a cup of tea.


I looked out of window to see speckles of snow still falling, and the ground covered in possibly enough snow to make a snowman, the world looks pretty in the snow, I took a photo for you.







As I was watching the snow, a man walked along the canal, he was overdressed and using ski poles.



I rushed to get ready in time for work (I definitely didn't want to get out of bed to start with, and I could think of better things to be doing than work) However, I left it to the last minute, rushed my way through the shower etc, only to be phoned by my manger telling me to have the day as holiday. This was brilliant. However, my dreams were shattered when he rang back 2 minutes later to ask me to go in at 2.




The roads outside my house seemed ok but lots of the airports are still shut and I think it's still snowing a lot all over England, by this time it had stopped snowing here but the clouds were promising me more. I need an igloo by the end of the week so all limbs were crossed for more snow.


Aggro left the jungle last night, I'm pleased about this as I don't truly know who he is.



My advent calendar gave me a chocolate bell, the question inside said what's your favourite decoration on the Christmas tree? I would probably have to say that I like the lights best, they twinkle beautifully and make patterns on the ceiling.



I decided to go to the gym for a bit, I spent about an hour in there and also went on the power plate, I wasn't entirely sure what I was doing but I tried to follow the pictures, it was fun and felt funny.

I went to work, it was average and the day dragged. I cooked tea and was proud of my mash potato. I spent a bit of time pondering to myself about life, why I was in a house at work whilst you were in Hawaii, probably on a beach. I concluded that one day I'll be on a beach with you.

So the day went on, 10pm eventually arrived and I came home.

I'm wondering what you are up to at the moment, I hope you're not feeling too tired and I hope Hawaii is as fantastic as we thought it would be.

Kayla and Dom left the jungle

England didn't win the bid for the world cup, Russia did.

Sweet dreams xx

Day 1, 37days till you return, 24 days till Christmas.

And so it begins, you've left for the sun, and I'm left with the cold, freezing cold, slippery puddles and dabbings of snow littered about without a single use in the world. You know this already, you were here this morning!
I pulled myself together once you said goodbye, I may have cried a little, possibly due to the lack of you in my life for 5 weeks, maybe because you were temporarily providing me with warmth in my bed and I was now left, at 5am with a freezing cold bed and a couple of vital hours sleep left before being rudely awoken by Chris Moyles on the radio.
I got up, noticed your necklace by the side of my bed and took it upon myself to disperse of it, one small step into eliminating possible ways of you dying an unduly death. And then, in what would appear to be a remake of the desperate and tear jerking scene from Titanic I clasped the necklace to my chest before flinging it into the depths of the grand union canal. Sadly, it was frozen, the necklace skidded across the service, hit the bank, before returning to me, so alas, it remains safe on my bedside cupboard.
I had rice crispies for breakfast, I brought these a while ago because I particularly like the noise they make when you pour the milk on, sadly this overlooked the fact that i don't actually like them, which I once again realised when I began to eat them. Breakfast was a let down.

You were at the airport by now, this was lucky, the snow closed the M25, Gatwick airport and Robin Hood airport, (I was unaware Robin had an airport, as probably were many other people therefore I don't feel this would have much an effect on Britain, but thought you should be aware)

Work was average for a Wednesday, I danced, ate, gymed and swimmed, nothing significant happened, the pool reflected the weather outside and was freezing, it was unpleasant and I didn't want to be in it.

Elsewhere in England, people were beginning their long and tedious journeys home in the snow, my journey home was uneventful, the snow remained minimal and Granny had kindly taken it upon herself to grit the driveway, with what appeared to be stones she'd dug up out of her garden, rocks in fact.

And that's about it, Its Wednesday evening and I'm off out to meet Adam.

I'm unsure where in the world you are right now, I hope the flight is uneventful. I hope Nick isn't snoring and I hope that Steven Fry is doing a good job of depicting the wonderful world of Harry and Hogwarts.

Linford left the jungle, This reminded me of the time I wanted to buy a black hamster and call him Linford Christie, you told me I was being racist. I feel I was just trying to name a hamster after a hero.

sleep well x x x