On Wimbledon & the gym

Liz has her office departure perfectly timed so she can go and watch exciting tennis at the gym. I'm right in thinking Pimms is frowned upon as an energy drink?

On the diverse cleansing properties of anti-bacterial hand gel

Liz was not impressed by the late start to her 9am meeting or by the chewing gum found stuck to her new shoes. However, she was impressed at the effectiveness of anti-bacterial hand gel as a chewing gum remover.

On the terror of bees in confined places

Liz has endured her most traumatic tube experience to date: 15 mins trapped in a carriage with a very angry bee.

On abnormally cold offices

Liz is working in a fridge & determined not to put her cardi on. It's June, the sun's shining and it's hot...outside.

On inappropriately noisy shoes

Liz seems destined to always own noisy shoes. The ones that go "clip-clop" in a horselike fashion have been joined by Birkenstocks that make a less favourable noise. (I'll leave it's exact nature up to your imagination.)

On the joys of West End Live

Liz loves a day spent with green witches, singing nuns, dirty puppets and drag queens. (But could've done without the health & safety briefing from Fireman Sam.)

On God & iphones

Liz has used an iphone in her dreams for the 2nd time. Really think God's trying to say something...

On similarities with Wikipedia

Liz is like Wikipedia: a source of useless information and often wrong.

On reading

Liz wishes she didn't cry so easily whilst reading heart-rending books. It makes tube journeys incredibly embarassing & waterproof mascara only works for so long.

On forgetfulness

Liz was sure she'd thought of something exciting to say on her way home, but the excitement of getting home seems to have completely banished it from her mind.

On church-based relationships courses

Liz thinks that the problem with spending hours at church talking about relationships is that you start thinking about sending possibly inappropriate texts to possibly inappropriate people...

On the absence of tweezers

Liz has three options: 1. Locate mislaid tweezers. 2. Buy new replacement tweezers. 3. Do neither & simply become scary mono-brow lady. She's thinking #2 looks like the most attractive option right now.

On swine flu vs. colds (#2)

Liz has concluded that she does not have swine flu, just a common cold. Secretly she was hoping for something much more interesting, given her dislike of ever being regarded as 'common'.

On swine flu vs. colds (#1)

Liz is trying to remember the difference between the symptoms of swine flu and the common cold. She's also trying not to become a hypochondriac.

On the tube strike (#3)

Liz has had a surprisingly pain-free journey home, the only pain being the knowledge that this morning's journey could have been a lot less painful had she realised the Jubilee line was working.

On the tube strike (#2)

Liz genuinely loves travelling through London above ground, through stationary traffic and pouring rain. Sarcasm? Nope, no sarcasm here...

On the tube strike (#1)

Liz is in the unfortunate position of not living far enough away from work to make a non-tube commute impossible; not living close enough for it not to matter; and living just the right distance away for it to be a ignominious inconvenience.

On compliments

Liz is feeling the warm glow of having compliments bestowed upon her, but is doing her best to ensure that it doesn't light the fire of big headedness.

On paranoia

Liz is wondering whether to take the suggestion that she turn her facebook statuses into a book as a compliment or an indication that she writes far too many of them

On the length & content of weekends

Liz has decided that weekends need to be either longer, or she has to stop packing so much into them. Actually, they could just do with being longer.