And so it ends.

I'm 22 years old today. OLD. It's been one whole year since I started this and I've managed to post a picture every day. I can't say it hasn't been annoying sometimes and I will be glad that it's finally finished but I'm quite proud that I've managed to remember everyday. I've even 'done my blog' on nights out, from the South of France, after festivals and from Venice. I'm sure for the next few weeks I'll wake up in the night worrying because I haven't done it only to realise that it's finished. It's been the subject of much jest from some friends and the source of knowledge for others but I've carried on. Today has been a really lovely birthday - we woke up early this morning so I could open my presents before Marge and Parge had to go to work. Margey made me a 'Girl With The Dragon Tattoo'-themed cake which I then had a slic of for breakfast! I got loads of lovely things as you can see here: a new lense for my camera, the two newest True Blood books, series seven of Monk which I've already started watching, series six of Entourage, earrings, nail varnish, a set of Agatha Christie audio books, series one and two of Being Human, my perfume that the Marger had to get shipped across from America as they've stopped doing it here and a duvet for the new kingsize bed I'm getting soon. James bought me Stephen Fry's new autobiography, the DVD of District 9 and voucher for John Lewis so I can chose another set of covers for my bed and another book and DVD that haven't arrived yet. As the duvet Sarah bought me was a thin summer one, we went to Ikea today to exchange it and have lunch after I also bought a nice smelling candle, two new pillows, a red fitted sheet and a duvet cover set that's white and patterny. We've just been out for a meal and I'm stuffed. I had the tomato soup to start, followed by the roast beef and then my absolute favourite, summer pudding. And on that food note, this blog hereby ends. I hope you've enjoyed my rambling musings on life and I'm sorry if I've moaned on too much. Thank you for reading.

The best things in life are here

It's normally the best things in life are free but the only thing here that was free was James! Last night at work they asked me if I could work during the day tomorrow so I ended up going in with Sarah for half nine and working until four. Knackering. I do enjoy waitressing but the bar work is much better. It wasn't that busy today and I didn't really need to be there but I help set stuff up for tomorrow. Marger picked me up and then cooked a lovely dinner of steak before James came round tonight. All we've food tonight is eat, play Lego Harry Potter and re-watch The Inbetweeners from Monday night. All in time for my 22nd birthday tomorrow! Woooo, exciting!

The Rocky Horror Picture Show never gets old

I've just driven to work with this immense soundtrack on full blast. It is so brilliant. When I was in sixth form, we put on a production of it and I played the narrator. I was pretty good at it, even if I do say so myself. I think a few of the people I drove past on the A1 had a shock when they saw me go past doing the Time Warp and singing at th top of my voice. Maybe I could organise a work production?