More about wicker picnic baskets

Hehe... the magic of modern technology. I just put up a peronal message about drooling over wicker picnic baskets on MSN and one friend has decided to sell me hers!!!! So very happy! Here it is:



Ha! Ha! recognise the fella in the background? He was the model for the rainboots, Kingsley! Poor fella had just walked up eight floors when this picture was taken as the lift's fire alarm had gone off.

No more Friday blues

Well...my Friday is not so blue after all. Friend called me to tell me that my rainboots are here!!!!! Then she asked me whether we wanted to meet up for dinner. Yippee!!

OK I know I sound desperate, but I sort of am and the rainboots just lifted my spirits. My mum just called to say she wanted to shop alone and asked me to get a life (no, not in those exact words, in a nicer way, but similar meaning).

Here are my rainboots and the size fits!



This was taken somewhere near Paulaner Brauhaus after a few beers. We were not drunk by the way. Mine were the pink pair.

Here's one more of my friend's and her doggy:


Afterthought: Now must pray for rain! Kekekeke!