Clothes shopping! Rah!

Bought new trousers and discovered I'm not fat - just hovering between a 32 and a 33. Which is nice. Less chocolatines, more cycling, I think.

Mum found these fab black trousers with velvet leoparskin pattern on them. They were for Emma, apparently, not me. She refused to tell me whether I was a size 14 or 16, proclaiming me a "great big daisy."

Pah.

Quote of the day from Dad, about a horse: "It's such a well-tempered beast, it seems a shame to shoot it."