It looks like all Sundays for the forseeable future will be spent in the 'Work' room, without managing to get dressed or track down the Sunday supplements. Thankfully I have been working on some survivial tactics for the up and coming final months of my degree. My mum was inspired by Toasts nightwear collection and so made me some amazing brushed cotton plaid pajamas for christmas, complete with tartan bows. They are from an old 50s pattern and are the snuggest thing pretty much ever. Francis (above centre) is never far away, he doubles as a hot water bottle. I also managed to track down the perfect lecture cardigan and rucksack this week, so now I really have no excuse for a lie in. Back to the Books it is.