I suppose it depends on whether you are left or right handed.
This morning i woke up at 4.30am and shouted an expletive.
"What day is it?"
"Should i be at a marquee?"
I was assured as it was a Tuesday, and whilst not improbable, the chances of there being a wedding today were slim.
I need somebody to put their foot between my shoulder blades and pull my arms back. It's the only thing that works, try it.
All i have eaten is tinned mackerel. I am addicted. Slice of sourdough, an avocado and a tin of the good stuff. I am trying to cut down to 2 a day.
The Hound has even given up vying for my attention and goes to hang out Chez Mother Hen or at Princess Pooch.
I am not complaining, i love the wedding season.
I did escape to London on Sunday, I escorted flowers to a photo shoot, and then spent a wonderful afternoon eating roast turbot, and strolling the streets of W11 whilst eating pistachio ice cream, and all in the most marvellous of company.
The sun was shining and all the streets kept whispering "come home".
I shall bring you weddings later, and tonight i might cook something other than mackerel - we are a bit lacking in food photographs are we not?
What is going on in your worlds?
Posted by Miss Pickering at 10:40 AM