Hello chaps and chapesses!
G is for Guilty Pleasures
Before we get into this, I just want to say that I’m not sure that there really is such a thing as a ‘guilty’ pleasure – surely if you like something, you like it, and that’s allowed. We’re all grown-ups here.
Here are a few of my guilty pleasures:
Romantic chick-lit. Yes, it’s (often) predictable, and soppy, and romantic, and they almost always get together in the end, happily ever after. But what can I say, I’m a sucker for a love story and a happy ending.
Disney soundtracks. I may be a grown adult with a mortgage, but there’s still something quite uplifting about singing along to Disney classics while driving along in the car. I challenge you to sing along to Under the Sea or Prince Ali, and not be cheered up.
Having the window open when it’s raining. I’m talking proper, Biblical, sky-is-falling-down rain. Hearing the sound of it hammering down outside makes me feel all cosy and snug, tucked up inside. Other than the damp windowsills, it’s lush.
Pic n Mix. Who says you have to be under the age of ten to appreciate a tub of chocolates, jelly sweets and E numbers. Add in comfy PJs, a blanket, and a Netflix sesh, and there’s nothing quite like it.
Rightmove porn. When we were looking for a house, the nosey part of me loved viewing properties, and seeing what people had done with their rooms, and how they’d decorated their houses. I love our house, but I do still like to indulge occasionally in a little property peeping on Rightmove.
Do you have any so-called ‘guilty’ pleasures?