Mrs Smith's top places to be this week:
The gym - My woeful overindulgence of the past few days requires urgent attention. I went to loads of parties and must have accidentally eaten some of the guests.
Selfridge's fabulous shoe department - Mr Smith watched Mary Portas's review of it on tv recently and they had a close up of my mouse shoes ... along with the price. Oh no. I told him they were a marv barg, not £230.
My bedroom - divinely immaculate as I cleaned it and recycled all the old books and clothes and threw out a mountain of rubbish. Mr Smith has set up a little camp with his easy chair and reading light. I suppose it is his room too, unlike the seaside.
The watch shop, any watch shop. I want a watch. Mr Smith has cleverly spied a Longines by which I could be tempted but it is a bit terribly expensive.
Richmond Park - those deer are getting into training for their forthcoming sleigh pulling. Maybe we'll have venison on Christmas Eve.
West Sussex - I feel the lure of the sea.
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