We had a fairly relaxed day walking to surrounding beaches and drinking coffee. In the afternoon, I was feeling a lil sorry for myself and felt really rough. So after a little deliberation, as I had travelled light and why should tarting myself up make me feel better about myself, I felt conflict between being shallow and materialistic, and needing a pick me up. So 5pm, Leon drove me to the shops. I bought some darker blonde dye, some raspberry nail varnish, a bit of make up and wipes, and a new dress! Spent about £35, an hour or 2 of self care, and it made me feel a million dollars.