Out With the Old

Marc and I went to get new passport photos today and they are really horrible. They don't let you wear your glasses anymore, so I look odd anyway, have huge bags from a late night last night, no make up, and the hairdresser had dried my hair really flat so it looks weird. Yuck. I have always loved this photo in my old passport. Maybe I'll go and get better ones done tomorrow.

Anyway, I slept poorly but seemed to escape a hangover from the lovely cocktails we had last night. Spent a good few hours being primped in the hairdressers, then a bit of shopping and home. Lamb stew for supper. Nothing else to report.