Zut Alors!

Enfin, I have returned to the UK and am back in Worcester. Little seems to have happened in my absence... but then what would you expect when I am not around to crack the whip.

I have returned determined to set a new fashion, but nobody has commented yet on my French chic - demonstrated in the stylish new shirt, silk underwear, and crocheted socks. I am convinced that this will seep into their subconscious and help drag the poor fashion-victims up to standard with which I can feel comfortable.

By the way, does anyone know where I can stock up on snails and garlic while I'm here, so far from home.