74/365 "It should take you exactly four seconds to cross from here to that door. I'll give you two."

So I have been poooooooooorly today, or as a Valley Commando (Welshman!) might say “I’ve been sick and baaaaaaaaad”. The following words can be used to describe my behaviour and mental state when any kind of unwellness lasts for longer than well say an hour: petulant, contrary, inconsolable, deaths door, irritable…..evil. So back to “the illness” and inconsolability, and “near deathness” ( I think I just need a dose of anti bio’s I WILL live!) in the end I went to see Mum who made me MUM’s tea (very different to any other type of tea) and allayed my fears that by living alone, I wouldn’t die being eaten by cats in a Sex and the City fantasy nightmare scenario, then I drove my car a little (lot) too fast on the quiet Sunday dual carriageway… Then I got home and started to watch Breakfast at Tiffany’s, I’ve been meaning to watch this movie for years, since occasionally I am told by kind and deluded people that I look a little Audrey Hepburn at times, and I CAN rock a “Grand Central Station and step on it Dahhhhhling” in a cut glass voice with the best of them, and natch I LOVE LOVE Tiffany’s as in LOVE! My first real promotion at work I rocked straight to Bond Street and was almost breathless with excitement browsing amongst the beautifully lit cabinets full of SPARKLE! I have been meaning to watch this film for years, and the first 60 seconds was love, as Renee Zellweger in  Jerry Maguire might say “You had me at ‘hello’” I wish now to be known as Julie Golightly. If you know me, watch the film, and from the eye mask and ear plugs to winged out black eyeliner and love of classic black dresses, diamonds and champagne, to a certain what can only be known as “sass” I think you’ll get what I am saying *wink*

Holly Golightly: You know those days when you get the mean reds? 
Paul Varjak: The mean reds, you mean like the blues? 
Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling? 
Paul Varjak: Sure. 
Holly Golightly: Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there. If I could find a real-life place that'd make me feel like Tiffany's, then - then I'd buy some furniture and give the cat a name!