Mending

My husband is a practical man.

Waiting for my oldest friend and her husband to arrive from Oxfordshire.

We've been friends since we were eleven. We went through all the teenage stages together. Her husband, who I have known since he was at university with an ex-boyfriend of mine, has been heard to mutter about regression to childhood when we get together. So here's to a weekend of T Rex, Free, Led Zepplin, Dylan, Bob Marley.

But we won't be rolling up our skirts at the waistband to make them shorter.