Pattern clashing with chilly Sunday vibes
Sunday is without doubt my favourite day of the week. Sundays for me mean lie-ins, Costa coffee and (typically) an Italian with my faves. Or else it's hangovers, Costa coffee, long walks and a carvery. Either way I'm a happy gal. This weekend there was no hangover, nor Italian restaurant. I, along with half of Manchester have been brought down by this horrific plague of flu-like symptoms - hence no hangover. But who am I to break my own traditions?! As my usual plans with