The Seat Of Your Pants

Dear O'H dear, Lovely Tea Jenny and The Mini Princesses,

I jumped on a bus from town this morning after having my hair coloured in and within a minute of sitting down, I had a weird sensation on my bum and realised that the seat was wet A realisation nobody needs.

“Someone probably just spilled lemonade,” The Prince attempted to reassure me as I was bolting into the shower.

Best not to think about possible alternatives!

Mary Doll wasn’t feeling great so they’ve stopped giving her morphine. Counted 3 “shut it” (or similar versions) so similar progress to yesterday!

This evening I went to the Lyceum with Kitty Cat and Dee to see ‘A Streetcar Named Desire’ which was excellent. Kitty Cat had her phone on silent but had forgotten about an alarm set at 9pm which went off. She was absolutely mortified and I had to stop myself from giggling as that’s really not the vibe of the play!

We went for a drink afterwards. I love the brutal dark humour you can only share with your people. And not just because other people would try to have you locked up!

C