me and my stupidity.

album for a sunday morning: no angel DIDO or a bit of the old COLDPLAY. to be blatantly honest, i have never been a massive fan of DIDO, but ever since i raided my dad's burnt cd collection and found her cd i haven't been able to put it down. no angel, combined with a pot of freshly brewed tea all ways goes down well.

memory of my childhood: me; age 3 kidnapping my little brother; baby born seized, from his cot and mum going bizerk at the fact that her newly born has gone missing, in a two story house.

way to channel your inner dag: to be honest, i'm not too sure if this is daggy or not, but you can always find me in my bedroom in stockings and my brothers overly large jumpers, dancing to either jamiroquai or the corrs.

fictional character: cher horowitz in clueless, she owned so many god dam clothes.

chocolate product: i have been a nuttela addict for half my life. there is no such thing as 'too much nuttela'.