Typical. I was just about to embark on a fabulously witty blog post covering all manner of diverse topics (such as Peacehaven, tattoos and job applications) (not mine), when I found Lisa had shamelessly beaten me to it. So I don't think I'll bother now. Suffice it to say that I too love the ponds of Peacehaven, and the tattoos of the women who reside there.
I've also single-handedly won Lisa promotion (subject to interview) by writing a detailed work of fiction in which I've described her as "level-headed, well organised and flexible". I wrote the 'well organised' bit while she was rummaging around in the other room, trying to remember where she'd left all her important documents, and complaining that she couldn't find anything, while the 'flexible' bit was inspired by her comment that she refuses to work beyond half past four. By the end of the afternoon I barely recognised her from the description I'd written. Which was pretty much mission accomplished.
I also made the startling discovery that according to Lisa's old school certificates, she's better at French than cooking. So I asked her something in simple French, only to be greeted by the response of "What?". Which doesn't say much for her cooking. Although she did make me Italian Beef Casserole on Saturday, so I can't complain.
Anyhoo, must dash. I'm planning to embark on some DIY tomorrow by installing a rollerblind in Lisa's bathroom. It's a simple job, which basically just involves a bit of plastic and a couple of screws. So I'm off to her uncle's house to borrow some heavy-duty power tools and a Black & Decker Workmate.