Now, even the Universe is against my embracing my femininity (and basic hygiene). I bought the pot of wax yesterday - cost me £9. Guess who was smart and misplaced the entire bag - the wax, along with my London map book and a few miscellaneous items I can't recall now while shopping for much needed lingerie in Debenhams in Wimbledon? Yes, Yeti i.e. moi. Argh, I'll go to Debenhams and pray they have a lost-and-found. And pray even more fervently that someone had mercy on the tatty "I used to be a plastic bottle" turquoise bag owner and gave it in. So, hairy Yeti is still in residence. Am too cheap to buy another pot tomorrow. Can epilate. Ha bloody ha. Or shave. Yuck. Oh, and yeah. This dropped in my inbox at 3:20pm today (thankfully, I've been out all day at a course and just checked my email four hours ago). Hi Sukaina, Imran Lakha wants to be friends with you on Facebook. Imran Lakha Thanks, The Facebook Team Somebody obviously...