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Oh noooo, my personal trainer broke the news to me today that he's moving away! And not just down the road - to Scotland! I adore him and am having a but of a girlie tantrum today. I don't want to find someone else, and now I know that I'll be less disciplined in going to the gym now. Harrumph.

The two delicious dresses I bought yesterday are a slight consolation to my misery. One is a 40s style fitted pencil dress, and the other is 20s flapper girl inspired. I might wear the 40s one on my date tonight, though it's quite hard to get off over my hips so I'll have to do a wriggly strip tease type of thing.

Is it just me or is this week going really slowly?

Brooke x