Friends of Flossie

Forget lying by the beach, I’d rather rifle through clothes racks in Hong Kong

An indulgent holiday in the sun, sipping cocktails and escaping between the covers of an enticing book is not my idea of a holiday. Well maybe I could tolerate it for a day or two, but after that, cabin fever would set in. The whole concept of doing nothing gives me an anxiety attack, and once boredom sets in I’ll start dreaming about what to have for lunch, what to have for dinner, and before I know it I’m treating food as the highlight of my break and stacking on the kilos!