Hullo!

I emailed you the questionnaire. Thanks men. I've been typing that dreaded word 'questionnaire' word for so long now that I don't even get it wrong. Hey would you like to come over with Fiona and Maduka on a Monday? The weather's lovely and well, I've loads of books; (Monday's the day Fiona can make it, I'm the loser who is not busy any given time or day).

Things are good, relaxed and very dry. I'm getting through my bottle of moisturiser like this! (kindly picture me snapping two fingers). I'm also looking out to get a haircut since I realised that I could pass for Pete Wentz quite easily. It wasn't a happy realisation, as you can well imagine.

How have you been? What mischief have you been up to to compensate for the fun we never have Sanali Mendis? (I hope you remember, preferably in your sleep at night, the time when we wisely held you back from making faces at a TV shoot).

Drop me line when you have time. Utterly bored. Which is why I know what Pete Wentz looks like.

Take care,

Love,

Dayani
