Lazy Sunday ...

.... the ironing board has been up most of the day. The pile is not getting smaller, as well as trying to iron, I've sorted the office, read a couple of chapters of a book, blipped, nipped to the shop, anything I can possibly think of not to iron really.

We had a great night last night. The birthday boy took the stand-in strippergram well. The roly-poly lady couldn't make it, so the agency sent Tom Legend (complete with waxing rash) instead. Mmmm. He probably wasn't a 40 year old straight, blokes idea of heaven really. Or, anyone else in the pubs either. I think strippergrams have definitely had their day really.

I have no hangover at all. I must be getting good at the drinking malarkey now. 22 ish years of practice might have paid off. My knees are killing me though, but that's the price of high heels I guess. Anyway, enough reason to put the ironing board away!

Still "M"!