Lovely readers,

Please allow me to introduce you to my very good friend Maths Chick, who I have known since I was about 13, and who is one of the few people in the ‘real world’ I’ve told about my blog.

She’s just started her own blog over at mathschick.wordpress.com and would love you to visit her site.

Just remember though, if she says anything about me snogging R. at A.’s party after one too many Malibu and Appletizes, or making pretend vomit out of Wotsits to gross out the dinner ladies, it’s all lies.

In spite of risking turning into an Anne Robinson/Esther Rantzen hybrid (thanks, Mya ), I feel compelled to let you know the outcome of my latest consumer battle. 

This morning, I received a £25 voucher through the post from Dorothy Perkins to compensate me for the green slime incident.  They said they hoped it would ”restore [my] good faith in Dorothy Perkins”.  It certainly has - hooray!

This is why I’m glad that I don’t have to use the Silverlink to travel to work anymore.

I walked past this scene a while back on the way to catching the Docklands Light Railway down to South London, where I now work. How all those people were going to fit into four tiny carriages, is anyone’s guess.

Just glad I wasn’t one of them.

Dear Mr Thatcher,

How can your broadband service possibly be ‘free’ if it costs 20p a day? Are you telling porkies? (Go on, you can tell me!)

Lots of love,

from

Stratford Girl

xx