Addiction...

Dispite my dislike for sweet alcohol I am fightng a losing battle with the mix of Mascato + " in-season" strawberries. Damned those sweet juicy strawberries and ever so ligthly effervescent Mascato!

...... now all I need is cream. * watching Wimbledon.* ( No dirty imaginations please.)

So.. an update on what happened thus far..

After an unexpected death of a nextdoor neighbour who was rotting away for weeks, I am now paying my price for being a blissfully ignorant neighbour and now I am being semi stalked. To find out the persona I put up a hand written note in the stairs " there is really no reason to visit every Sunday morning." He owned up with a typed letter promising not to pay me uninvited and disruptive visits any longer.

After discovering whom, I rang the police. Apparently without evidence I can take him to court for a restraining order.


I need a new lock in my house. damn. my bitchy real estate agent...