4. I feel like chicken tonight...

Day 4.

I feel like chicken tonight...

Day 4 of the blog and it seems to be going well, there's been over 200 page views on it so far. Thanks for reading and dare I say it...enjoying?

Today I have been left with the arduous task of cooking. I absolutely hate cooking. Anything that takes more than 10 minutes to cook, and when I say cook I actually mean microwave, is a waste of time to me. Don't get me wrong I love a good meal, but I just can't find the enthusiasm to actually do it myself and would much rather pay someone to do it. I've decided to keep it simple; chicken and vegetable skewers, home-made potato wedges and a little salad (see above). Jamie Oliver eat my nuts.

I was again out shopping today. Some people think I have an addiction, but this one was a necessity. Well, I say necessity, I actually just wanted some new boots. My mate Big Wash describes me as a "single, white female addicted to retail". I'm fairly confident this is a Kanye West lyric, but I reckon he's going to claim it as his own. During my shopping trip I was approached by a woman who was trying to get me to sign up to a store card, and it turned out she was from Billinge. We had the whole...

"Where are you from?"

'Manchester'

"Oh I'm from Manchester too! Where a bouts?" 

'Wigan'

"Oh I'm from Wigan too! Where a bouts?"

'Golborne'

"Oh... I'm from Billinge... oh well ducky, have a nice day"

She looked properly disappointed when I told her I was from Golborne. I don't know if it was because she wanted me to be from Billinge too, or she just didn't like Golborne. Another thing I picked up on my shopping trip is how overly friendly the shop assistants are here, as soon as you walk in a store they're all like "Hey, how you going? How's your day been? What are you shopping for today? Do you have much planned for the day?". The first time I experienced this I didn't know if she was trying to help me pick clothes, or just pick me up. Anyway, It's most annoying. 

My maud is a nanny to 3 little boys, and for some reason (unbeknownst to me) they think I'm the best thing since sliced bread. One of them decided to draw a picture of me today...

I don't know if I'm trying to smoke 7 cigarettes at the same time or trying to balance all my shopping bags. Or both. Very observant kids these days.

On a final note, I shall be booking my holiday to Fiji tomorrow. I'm heading out there for 7 days at the end of August to avoid the terrible Melbourne weather. For those (if any) of you that are reading this in England and have the same misconception that I had, that Australia is 365 days of sun, it's not. Melbourne is cold, wet and windy at the moment and I will be glad to get me some sun!

Stay Classy Brassy.