Current time: 8:57 a.m. I'm getting a late start this week.
Out the window: Sun, sun, and more sun. And the projected high for tomorrow is 32°C (90°F). I am over the moon happy.
On the menu: I'm craving spring rolls with peanut sauce.
"Someone once told me that, in France alone, a quarter of a million letters are delivered every year to the dead.
What she didn't tell me is that sometimes the dead write back."
I downloaded the remastered reissue and I would have to say that the music has held up well over the years. True to form, Liam Gallagher recently took to Twitter to encourage fans NOT to by the re-release, saying: "How can you remaster something that's already been mastered. Don't buy into it. Let it be." Cheeky devil.
I know that other good things happened, but all I can think about is flowers. As I mentioned yesterday, I went on my first trip to the garden centres to shop for annuals, and I can't wait to get planting. I wish that I could send scents over the internet, because the jasmine plant (pictured below, on the left) smells so heavenly it's almost intoxicating. Yay for Mother Nature.