Well, it’s obviously getting to me.
I had a dream where I was having a Brexit argument with Fiona Bruce on the top of a London bus. I accused her of never having been poor and only having a vest to wear.
When I got off at Kings Cross I realised that I had left my heavy hardback library book and my new, crushed raspberry, suede handbag behind. 
Small things that make you feel happy
So Harry and family are coming back!
No fun being old under Andy Burnham .
- it does sound as if it's 'getting to you Eglantine.
how very chic and specific after arguing with someone who'd never been poor enough to only have a vest.
