more grown up things

Yesterday I took out an ISA, after much nagging from my wonderful little sister. I'm ashamed to say that until now my little stash has been sitting in a current account earning a paltry 0.6% interest a year, whereas now it's been promoted to a far more respectable 6.5%. For the first time in my life I have money in something other than a shoe/handbag/wine fund. Strange times.

Last night I had a dream about my father. He'd managed to blag a 'bonus day' (good old dad) - one extra day with me. We went climbing in this mad old spiralling wooden structure, and he was right behind me - which meant that I couldn't always see him. It was so lovely to talk to him again. I made him promise he would try to get another. I hope he does. Next Wednesday is his inquest. Ridiculously, I am preparing for this by going into grooming overdrive. Hair, nails, tan, you name it. I guess it's the proverbial painting on a smile scenario.