Although writing and my loved one are definitely listed as a pleasure, I can hardly admit that I feel guilty about them. What would life be without a little bit of a guilt trip now and again? These are some of mine - I'm sure there are lots more...
- Maltesers (or chocolate balls as my granddaughter calls them) as many as I can cram in to my hamster-like cheeks
- A glass of something red whilst cooking lunch
- A ten minute snooze following lunch
- Flicking through a trashy magazine (like Hello) looking at pictures
- A long, soapy bath ideally by candlelight and with a good book and a tank of hot water for refills
- Any Elvis Presley film
- Bags of any kind, preferably leather and made in Italy
- Fountain pens and inky fingers
- Puppies and kittens - usually ones that no-one else wants
- Singing along to 'I will Always Love you' by Whitney Houston (you don't want to be around)
So come on 'fess up. How do you pass your guilty moments?
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