Weasel’s just told me that our latest LoveFilm.com film is The Worst Witch. I am very pleased.

I’ve been looking up hotels tonight, we’re seeing Tori on the 3rd and 4th of July and it seemed silly to pay for all three of us to traipse to London and back twice. I’ve found one that has a double bed and a sofa bed for £149.

In my long journey to being a ‘proper’ girl I’ve bought eye shadow. I’ve looked up all kinds of websites to find out how to best apply it. Arrested development sure is fun. Maybe by the time I’m 50 I’ll have figured out how to wear complicated underwear and dresses with fancy shoes.

Weasel and I are trying to come up with something fun to do this weekend. We know we’re going to take two walks. That’s about it. There’s nothing much we fancy in the cinema at the moment… she’s not quite able to travel great distances yet. We shall keep thinking.

I’m re-reading all the Harry Potter books in preparation of the seventh volume’s release at the end of July… I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed the first few. I’m in the middle of the fourth book and I keep going back to it. I forget the majority of plots between readings, but the bits I do remember seem more clever this time because if I’d been paying attention before I might have guessed what was coming, the clues are there. Very enjoyable. Very excited for the next book.

This has been the most bland and boring Debbie in years, I apologise. I think I’m just a bit off lately.