Glass and glasses

Had a meeting with a Dragon from Dragon's Den today in a very swanky Spinngfields building.

More work, possibly. Very exciting.

More proposals to write.

Too busy. Can't breathe.
Shouldn't complain, it's all pretty amazing stuff (if I can physically cope that is!)

Had a play date booked at a neighbours this afternoon which I was worried I was too tired for but was so glad I went. Her daughter is a year older but they got along famously. As did we. Two glasses of wine later had stopped for tea and it was 7.30pm so I had to rush Squidge home for a bath.

Angus is out at a meeting with his business partner (that title is disputable - don't get me started) to discuss the hold ups with his restaurant concept. I'm not long for bed. Tired tired tired.

Also realised that the migraines and headaches I've been getting lately in the evenings are down to my eyes going. I probably need glasses. I can't believe it has taken me until now to realise that was what was causing them. My age is showing!