Pair

Felt awfully middle classed today.
Woke up at The Wheatsheaf in Swinton after a lovely evening and incredible food with pals. Yet more phenomenal food with the best scrambled eggs with salmon on toast EVER!
Scooted early to pick up R from her new third granny and up to her school fayre. Sadly forgot my pearls and Alice Band however atmosphere was rarified and I didn’t get found out despite not purchasing any fragrant candles or overpriced tat.
Bizarrely watched the other big event, Harry /Meghan wedding, as I got my nails painted by an eleven year old. Funny odd bunch of folk joined together ooohing and ahhhin and some Yahhhing. The bride looked rather Boleyn and Harry rather like his namesake the Eighth. A right royal soap.

It looked a happy day so here’s hoping they have a bit more luck than other royal pairs.
Talking of royal pairs, these two cleared up at the end with the boot camp obstacle course and all the leftover baking and prizes. Result!
Result!