Discochet

The opportunity for more sleep thanks to the extra hour was lost when I was woken up by G faffing around at 7.30am looking for his lost phone. After searching high and low, it turned up under the blanket on the bed. So, I'm blaming my hangover on tiredness rather than booze! We met Mum and went to the first, and last wedding fair I'll ever go to... it was awful! I can't remember when I last felt so uncomfortable and out of place! We escaped and went into town for lunch to recover. After a wander round, G and I head off to a 1st birthday party; we realised we'd become the group of adults in the corner nattering over tea and cake.