Marie Antoinette

Sweet, silly fluff. There's nothing to say about it - except, it's lovely to look at and the Laduree touch is genius. I would have paid anything to fly to Paris straight afterwards just to lick a macaroon.

And the pugs were awesome

Instead, we had a drink in a too-loud bar, drove down to Harry's for a pie and hot dog, got shooed away by the police, cruised the Kings Cross strip, ended up at hell-on-earth till the wee hours, trying to scam the prick at the lift, playing the pokies and finishing up with a game of 1-10, and only getting to 3.