And so it is that the best laid plans get sent awry! After turning my flat into a veritable school disco to celebrate S’s birthday on her return from Rome, it is sadly now going to be more like the morning after!
The message just came through to say that all has gone a bit wrong on the travel front and she now doesn’t arrive at the airport until 10pm and therefore won’t make it to London until way past 11 thereby scuppering the surprise party.
Not one to be defeated however I intend to have a re run tomorrow night and just hope the cats don’t destroy my hard work!
Given it would be a bit odd to sit in a living room that resembles a kiddies party, Simon has convinced me I need to head out and dance anyway so he has propelled me upstairs to get changed and we are off to Roadhouse!
Watch this space! Highs and lows coming once I’ve danced my little tushy off!
Determined to end today on a high!
