Silly horse A random insight into the mind of someone who should know better

All I want to do today is be in my duvet listening to Joni Mitchell with big bowls of soup and chunky bread (maybe some kind of garlicky sourdough), reading the papers and dreaming of places far away and being a romantic heroine in some kind of postmodern costume drama where all the dashing men fall at my feet and read me poetry on the lawn at midnight.