In honour of the Royal wedding I've put my hair in rollers. If I went out and about in them tomorrow I'd be stoned to death (the Champ Elysees sure ain't Church Street), so I've spent the length of Amélie rollering and hairspraying and I'm going to sleep with them in. Not sure exactly how I'm going to sleep, but hopefully will have nice-ish hair for tomorrow.
Watching Amélie has made me want to learn French all over again, perhaps I will knuckle down and start speaking to French people again, after tomorrow obviously. When the Parisiens see what we have planned for Will and Kate's big day I think it will be rather difficult to engage them in conversation... ha ha. Wait until I put the pictures up.