First party that I had to put in an appearance to, at least,without the husband.
Really tough.
I so didn’t want to go.
Utterly pathetic and so NOT me.

It was fun.

I was glad to see folks,
but I’m batting the sarky/silly comments and not him.
It’s not my fault any of this happened.
I didn’t get on that bike.

I worked so hard so he could be left for two hours…
It was 10 mins walking distance thankfully.

This summer must be teaching us a lesson in something.

So I sat with friends and looked down and thus the blip.

I’m going to pour a glass and watch bbc Glasto now. Cheers