Mothering Sunday madness

I think insanity is about 10 minutes away from setting in, the giggling has started and the enormity of the task ahead is sinking in. There have already been quite a few late nights......

Mr Ferrari brought me in lunch yesterday, monkfish and octopus salad with a garlic vinaigrette, bread and butter and a knife and fork. It was perfection, sadly he has had to do actual working today, so i have had a horrible sandwich from Tesco, and far too many Extreme chocolate bites from M&S. I am now craving red meat. If you ordered flowers for your Mummy in Stamford, he might be the one to deliver them, sorry ladies you can't request him, it is all done on routes and planned to the last house - supposedly.

We haven't had time to keep up with sweeping the floor, so far we are missing 8 pairs of scissors, 18 pens and 2 small children - perhaps they are under all this?