Reduce, reuse, recycle

If Oxford Street can reuse their lights from last year, I can recycle my first Friday of December blip from last year before I reduce myself to a broken wreck following a night of dancing to the small hours.

I'm not sure it's possible to convey my excitement levels but anyone who knows him (irl or through blip) can imagine Carl's face when he came into the kitchen this morning, very hungover and I was playing Mariah Carey's All I Want For Christmas. Now imagine the opposite.

Lesley x