It’s mid November, it’s very wet and I’m mildly hungover. As I sit here in my kitchen looking out at the grey, bleak weather I realise that for the next ten days I’m going to be thinking about my housemate a LOT and not because I fancy her (though she’s pretty hot) but because she’s in Mexico and frankly, I’m insanely jealous. At a time when the rest of us are bracing ourselves… Read More