Who kicked a hole in the sky so the heavens would cry over me? Who stole the soul from the sun in a world come undone at the seams? Let there be love - Let there be love I hope the weather is calm as you sail up your heavenly stream Suspended clear in the sky are the words that we sing in our dreams Let there be love - Let there be love - Let there be love - Let there be love Come on baby blue Shake up your tired eyes The world is waiting for you May all your dreaming fill the empty sky (Let There Be Love - Oasis)

Noel Gallagher writes the most wonderful lyrics.  I had real difficulty in choosing which line to use for this song, then settled for this one.  I guess that is all we need; love.  When I think back to all the hugs I have given out in my lifetime and how, now, all I need is a hug myself and never get one.  I guess all we need is love.  As always, enjoy.

Monday:  So can you believe it, April is almost done and dusted.  Crazy.  I am still not well and have decided I will have to go back to the GP again.  Just like last year. I am sick of it.  I will have to be up at the crack of dawn to see if I can get another GP's appointment. Fortunately, in my job, I get private medical treatment.  I rang the provider and will be asking for some diagnostic tests to see why, each March, April and May this happens.  Also, as I am due to go to NZ in November I am not anxious as that will be their spring.  Of course it is.  Hug needed but I have more chance of getting an email from my daughter #feelingsorryformyself.

Tuesday: Back to the GP's more meds an something different this time too, so fingers crossed, also a referral for a private consultation.  I do not feel comfortable doing this but it is a perk of my job, so I guess why not.  Work day turned out to be relaxing so to be honest, that was good and I got so much done.  

Work done and dusted and dusted it was time for some pampering. I went for a pedicure to cheer myself up.  I used to go to a place in Bermondsey which was great until the woman who worked there was replaced and the last time I went I was not that impressed.  So I saw this new place yesterday when I was over that way and they managed to fit me in this evening.  I am really impressed.  It was a lovely pedicure and my feet, yes even my feet, look really lovely.  Needless to say, I have booked to go back again in a few weeks.

Wednesday:  Hump day and nothing really happened.  Well apart from rewriting history from last year as back to the GP, more drugs but a referral to go private to see an Allergy Consultant to get to the bottom of it all.  Feeling a

bit sorry for myself.

Thursday:  Long, long day at work but hey, I did it.  Of course I did, it is because I need to remember that I am good at what I do.  Got home and lay on the bed for half an hour to recharge my batteries.  But it was an early night and I was asleep for 10.00.  I think waking up every morning at 5.30 may be playing a huge part in this.

Friday:  I made it and I am starting to feel so much better.  It is not until you turn that corner to your realise how ill you have been filling.  Fingers cross that the pollen season has moved on for another year.  Busy but really productive day at work and both Andy and I were so pleased that it was Friday evening and a long weekend.  Lazy night.  I brought dinner in from M&S as a treat and it was rather lovely even if I say so myself.  All is well.

As always, with my love. 

I need to be myself I can't be no-one else I'm feeling supersonic Give me gin and tonic You can have it all but how much do you want it? (Supersonic - Oasis)

So off i went to Tate Britain. One of my favourite places.  They have an exhibition on at the moment called Queer British Art, so right up my street.  It was so good, really good.  I also so the original of Salome by Aubrey Beardsley.  I have waited since 1983 to see this and needless to say I was not disappointed. I will go along to The Tate again and see this exhibition. Then, whilst I was pondering what to do next, Bill Nighy walked past me.  Now I have always thought he was easy on the eye, for an older guy.  You know me, prefer them young. So Bill and I, well not really, went to see the Hockney exhibition again.  I did speak to him and he was nothing but charming, a true gentlemen. I feel like a celebrity hunter at the moment and this is not really me, but I think they keep finding me.

I guess it is all about the words with this one.  And you know me, give me a gin and tonic and I am a happy bunny.  As always, enjoy.

Saturday:  A really grey and cold looking morning.  Just what you need. Lazy start, pottering around the flat catching up on odd jobs. Made a big pot of coffee and sat and finished my book whilst listening to Radio 4.   I think about the time I used to run around like a headless chicken: cooking, cleaning, ironing, washing, dog walking, taxi service, gardening, shopping and think, if only I could reclaim a few years of that wasted time back.  

I forgot to mention that I had a message last night from a dear friend.  In fact, he is the only person I know who shares the same birthday as me (well apart from Amy Winehouse that I guess does not really count).  He, I shall call him Fado, is living and working in Belgium and we met each other when I guess he was going through probably the worse period of his life.  We got on so well, with him trying to teach me Portuguese (he is from Portugal) well trying to teach me to say 'your coat would look good at the bottom of my bed' just in case I ever met Jose Mourinho.  He sounds happy and doing well and that fills my heart with happiness.  It got me thinking of all the people I have met since I last saw my Megan.  There is so much about my life she does not know, nor obviously does not want to know. So I always say it and I will say it again.  When my time is up in this world make sure each and every one of you find her, sit her down, and tell her 'our stories', the things we did and how you come to know me. You are a colourful bunch, just how life should be and I really would like her to know that.



Went up to Victoria to get some bits and bobs and then back home.  Andy and I watched Esio Trot.  What a delightful film, I really enjoyed it.  It restores my faith in love and happy endings. So all in all a good day.

Sunday: That time of the year again, the marathon. I love this day.  I always used to watch it when I was in exile as it reminds me that the majority of people are good and kind.  But first I had to meet my friend Ian who was in town.  We met at a pub in Bloomsbury, my favourite part of town, we had a lovely lunch and spent a few hours catching up on our news and having a laugh.  We then went to another pub, one for the road.  Well I was on diet coke because of all the meds I am on at the moment but it was great to see Ian and again and I just love it that we get to meet up every few months.  He is a good friend.

We said our goodbyes and I made my way down to Temple Gardens to cheer on the marathon runners.  By now it was around 3.45 so all the fast runners had been and gone and these were the 'normal' people, those who were probably doing their first or second marathon.  I stood there for two hours clapping and cheering them on.  I cannot tell you how this makes me feel and it fills my heart with such happiness.  It is my annual does of kindness to others.  I waited until they started to open the road again to traffic before I made my way home. 

Highlight of the night, watching Line of Duty. I really like the series and it just gets better and better.  Well in my opinion.  So that was that, another weekend just flown by.  

As always, with my love x

Some day you will find me Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova in the sky Some day you will find me Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova (Champagne Supernova - Oasis)

I have such fond memories of this song. I think it is my all time Oasis favourite to be honest. It reminds me of when I was a Youth Worker on a large social housing estate whilst in exile in the frozen North. I can remember me, along with the young people who attended, singing along to this.  In my opinion, a brilliant song.  As always, enjoy.

Tuesday:  Challenging day work wise, but done and dusted and I went to Waitrose to get my new laptop.  I got it home and it took all evening to download 'stuff'. I had a headache and ended up, don't ask, taking my blood pressure tablets (again) instead of paracetamol.  I don't know why.  David Baddiel told a similar tale when we went to see him and he said he thinks it is the onset of dementia.  Andy is preparing a POA just in case.  I went to bed at 9.30 and was asleep by 10.00.

Wednesday: Started the evening by sorting out new laptop and downloading more 'stuff' and Andy helping me out I was back updating the blog and getting used to my new laptop.  Even Andy said I should have splashed out and had a MacBook.  I do this every time, I really do not like Microsoft.  Oh well, perhaps in another life.  My friend Sarah summed it up, using Microsoft is like watching a black and white TV.

Thursday:  Well considering I had Monday off it has been a very long week. On a positive note, the parrots are back in London, making a din, but they do look beautiful.  Meeting in the office, so dragged myself in there and I noticed that The Tate are flying the Rainbow Flag.  This is because they are exhibiting Queer art at the moment.  So guess where I am going the weekend.


Friday:  Thank goodness it is the end of the week.  Grey and cold in London today.  As some of you know I am a great believer in Karma.  She never forgets an address and she has not let me down again.  Three instances.  Firstly, some information about relationships from long ago come to my notice and trust me when I say Karma delivered herself on a silver platter.  The second is that the arse has fallen out of Arsenal this season and it even looks as if Spurs have a good chance of winning the league.  Finally, I have heard that a ghost of snogs past is now living in South Korea and whilst I would not want to see him nuked, it did make me chuckle.  Never cross me; that is all I am saying as my friend Karma will, eventually, find you.

So another week draws to an end.  I wish time would slow down a bit.  

As always, with my love x

Today is gonna be the day That they're gonna throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you gotta do (Wonderwall - Oasis)

Classic Oasis.  Enough said.  Enjoy.

Saturday:  A trip to the seaside today.  How exciting. I have a new work colleague who lives in Folkestone. We hit it off the minute we clapped eyes on each other at work and she said come down to see me.  So you know what I am like with the sea. I don't have to be told twice and it is years since I have been to Folkestone.  So I caught the train from St Pancras International.  I do like that station and found myself drawn to the Eurostar.  However, got on my train and bagged a window seat, table and plug.  The golden trio and was well happy.

Met my friend a the station and we went to a delightful hotel that overlooked the sea, for some coffee.  Then walked into the town for the obligatory fish and chips.  You just have to have this at the seaside don't you.  They were so nice too and I had to have the picked egg as well.  We then walked down to the sea front.  I guess it has been thirty years since I last went to Folkestone and it has changed.  But it was so good to be by the sea again. We found a pub, of course we did, and shared a bottle of dry white. Her friend turned up and we had a good old laugh. I then went to Julie Andrew's flat (I shall give her this name which is appropriate) for some coffee then her friend and her dropped me off at the station.

It was such a lovely day. It was good to get out of London for a few hours, but even though it was by the sea, I was so happy to get back to the mayhem of city life.  Sat with Andy and caught up on the news.  It had been a great day.  I would like to live by the sea at some point in my life.  I guess I cannot see that happening, but you never know.  Julie Andrew's flat over looked the sea and had a cracking view.  I guess you have to hold on to your dreams.  Just need to win the lottery.

Sunday:  Quite day today.  Well it is Easter Sunday.  I stayed in my PJs until later on in the day and spent most of the day playing board games with Andy whilst we scoffed our faces with Easter Eggs.  Needless to say, I beat him which did not go down well.  I should not have won, I ended up crippled, diseased, envious, married I mean as if, imprisoned and then sent on a pilgrimage. Goodness knows how I won but I did.  So that was Easter.

Easter Monday:  Today was one of those days where I really just could not be bothered.  Andy went out and I just lazed around.  I could have sorted out my wardrobe but could not be bothered.  I did not sleep well the night before so had a little doze on the sofa whilst watching some crap TV that obviously sent me to sleep.  The weather was not so brilliant so that did not help.  So a lazy day it was.  But I guess this is what Bank Holidays are all about.

The evening was finished by my laptop dying.  It had been thinking about it for a while and it did.  It died. So had to spend the evening looking for a new laptop. I wanted a Mac Book but could not justify one.  They are just so expensive; lovely but expensive.  So I just chose a new basic one that will allow me to keep my bank accounts in line and to blog.  It arrives Tuesday.  Hence the delay in this weeks blog.

As always, with my love x

I live my life in the city There's no easy way out The day's moving just too fast for me I need some time in the sunshine I gotta slow it right down The day's moving just too fast for me (Rock and Roll Star - Oasis)

So, I was looking for an Oasis track today and thought about this one.  I said to Andy, you know this as I am really concerned about his parent's ability to have taught him a good sense in music.  I feel it is my purpose now to educate him. So, we listed to Oasis, him with distaste all over his face. So I let him carry on listening to Tiffany on the 80's music channel.  Sigh.  You really cannot help everyone.

Monday:  Monday done and dusted and tonight I went to Emma and Hannah's home for supper. It was lovely.  The purpose of my visit was to give Emma some bits and bobs for Shuktara, the charity I support in India.  David, the guy who founded the charity is in London and Emma is meeting him for a meeting. So I dropped the 'stuff' off with her to give to him to give to the girls back in India. We had a great time. Such good company and good food and plenty of laughter.

Tuesday: Busy day work wise but done an dusted and a quiet night updating my laptop and waiting ages for it to restart.  Sigh.  But it is OK having a quiet night as it is the Easter weekend coming up and I will be busy.  It is all good.

Wednesday:  GP's this morning to have stitches out.  Guess what? I have had an allergic reaction to the stitches. Of course I have.  I thought it felt a bit strange.  Needless to say, I now currently have a bigger mess on the back of my neck than I had removed!  Only could happen to me.  It will settle down, but really! Allergic to stitches.  Give me strength.

Work done and dusted it was time to go out.  Tonight, again, I was going to see the lovely David Baddiel in his show My Family Not The Sitcom. You may recall I went to see this on Saturday and laughed so much. So Andy, not wanting to miss out said he wanted to go and see it; so off we went.  This time we had literally, front row seats.  I was so near to David Baddiel I could have touched him (I wish!).  It was still hysterical. I still laughed as much.

On the way out of the theatre Andy said to me 'oh look!!' and there was Alan Carr.  I love Alan Carr. There were two women trying to do a selfie with him. So me, being me, was straight in there saying do you want me to take it for you, but as long as I can have a photo Alan.  Well that was that. Their photo done and dusted me and Alan were hugging and chatting away. He was saying how much he enjoyed the show, well apart from one woman in the audience who was a bit challenging. We laughed and hugged and kissed and it was all sweetheart this and darling that! Lol, it was so funny. As he left the theatre he turned back and said bye darling and blew me a kiss.  Andy said I am insatiable. It was just like chatting to a friend.  So funny and such a lovely man.

I put the photo up on FB and needless to say had so many likes. I also tweeted both Alan Carr and David Baddiel ....... but more about that tomorrow.

Thursday:   Only working to lunchtime as had TOIL to take. So David Baddiel replied to my tweet on Twitter which I think is brilliant. Andy thinks I am like a Z class celebrity.  So funny. So it has been a bit of strange week really.  Nothing happening then all this.  I always say, things happen the minute you leave the house and you have to look good at all times as you never know who you will see. How true is this?

So back to reality but replying to David Baddiel on Twitter, the afternoon was spent ironing and cleaning up the flat, so that we can both enjoy the Easter break. I am so looking forward to having a few days off work but still cannot believe it is Easter.  It only seems as if we just had Christmas. Time is moving so quickly. We really do have to make the most of every day.  Another like from my new friend David Baddiel.  I think I will have a look at JSwipe.  For those of you who do not know, this is dating site for Jewish people.  Every cloud my friends, every cloud!

Friday:  So Good Friday.  Andy had three of his mates over to play board games. I told them we were Easter Egg hunting then making Easter bonnets. I said to them I know what the gays are like with glitter and a few feathers. We, well they, did not make Easter bonnets and I went to Dulwich.  When I got back they were still there so I gave them their Easter Eggs love them. I did have a lovely 6' 5" Australian man come and lie on my bed with me.  I will leave that there.  So the boys went and Andy and I caught up on back-to-back episodes of Masterchef.  I guess that is what Bank Holidays are for.

As always, with my love x

Gonna start a revolution from my bed 'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head Step outside 'cause summertime's in bloom Stand up beside the fireplace, take that look from off your face 'Cause you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out (Don't Look Back In Anger - Oasis)

Sometimes you just find the right lyrics at the right time. There could not be another song this weekend could there?  It had to be this one. I am not looking back in anger, in fact I am trying not to even look back.  As always, enjoy.

Saturday:  Beautiful day today. I went to the South Bank and had breakfast, sitting in the sunshine, reading my book.  It is days like this that I just love living in London.  It gives me so many choices and freedom that I could have only have dreamed of living in exile in the north. 


This afternoon I was at the theatre to see My Family, not the sitcom with David Baddiel. I had heard nothing but good things about this play and missed last time but it is now back for a three month run, so I treated myself to a ticket. Only I could go to the theatre on one of the warmest days of the year; but I was not disappointed. It is hysterical. David Baddiel tells the story of his Mum, who had an affair for over 20 years and his Father who is now suffering with dementia.  I laughed so much my face ached. At the end David took questions and he just come across as a really lovely bloke.  I am so pleased that I went to see this and I certainly was not disappointed.

The rest of the evening was very, very strange.  Somehow, and do not ask my why, I found a part of FB that I had never seen before.  It is where FB filters my messages.  In my 'inbox' were three, yes three, strange messages.  The first one, which was lovely, was from a family I supported in a previous job who wanted to make contact with me.  This was a message from 2014. Yes you did read that right.  She wrote some lovely things to me and I have, since, replied to her and it was so lovely to hear from her.

The other two date from a specific date in 2014 and November 2014. The first was a message that had the image remove because FB thought it was offence and the other was a message of support about how I had been treated about Meg.  Ready for this! The first one was from my ex husband and the other was from my ex husband's ex.  I mean, as if one of these messages would not be enough!  Really.  You could not make it up.  Needless to say, I need to process this.  I did reply to the ex husband's ex, well I am nothing but polite.  I am not quite sure what the universe is trying to prove. By really.

Sunday:  Strange night's sleep. I mean, are you surprised.  My poor little head had a lot to process (and is still processing it to be honest).  I could not get to sleep then had a nightmare and was awake by 7.30 .... sigh!  It was, once again a beautiful day and I took myself off to Regent's Park, where I sat in the sunshine, reading my book.  It was so lovely.  I ended up on a bench chatting to a rather lovely guy.  He was having an impromptu picnic and asked me if I wanted a crisp.  Trust me, this does not happen in London.  No one speaks to anyone!  We had a lovely conversation until it was interrupted by the air ambulance circling overhead for about five minutes.  Much to our amusement, the helicopter had a siren. Both of us could not work out the meaning of this.  It was nice to have a chat to someone to be honest and I will not lie, he was easy on my eye.  I think if my head had been in a better place I would have seen if he wanted to go for a coffee.  I did not.  I got the bus home.  

Quiet night in.  Just processing and trying to figure it all out.  We ordered take out pizza and I was suppose to be catching up on life admin, but thought that it had taken me three years to reply to two out of the three messages already today.  So I did not bother.  Funny old thing life.

As always, with my love X  

Coz I'll be you and you'll be me There's lots and lots for us to see There's lots and lots for us to do She is electric, can I be electric too? (She's Electric - Oasis)

This song makes me smile.  It is so chavy, I love it. No official video, so we will have to make do.  As always, enjoy.

Monday:  It is here again! Another week.  The day come and went and I actually thought that it will be Friday again before we know it.  Nothing mind blowing happened today; in fact, I had an early night as Andy was not well and went to his room so I thought I may as well go to bed and read my book.  How exciting I hear you cry.

Tuesday:  Really grey today, however that did not stop my hay fever from giving me a hell of a time.  I went out and about this afternoon putting up leaflets about my job.  It is so funny when I actually look at my new neighbourhood, it is so far removed from my previous life.  I cooked macaroni cheese for dinner and it was very nice even if I say so myself.  But I know, it is not fine dining.



Wednesday:  A little bit of excitement in what is really just a normal week. This morning, fist thing, I had to go the GP for 'small surgical procedure'.  How exciting.  Every time I go to my GP's I snigger. It is nothing like my old surgery in Stoke (and how I do miss my lovely GP from there) but it is a good surgery. I was greeted by the bloke on reception who looked like a rapper and told to go and wait outside.  I was called in an met the nurse who looked as if she had either come in from a night out or was just going to a heavy metal concert! Priceless. The GP and the nurse were lovely and surprise, surprise the GP said 'Oh I was not expecting this.  This is not what I thought it was going to be. How strange, it makes no sense'.  Makes perfect sense to me.  The strange and unusual follow me around; he obviously did not know that.  It certainly wasn't Holby City!

Procedure done and dusted and have to return in a week for the stitches to be taken out, I went home.  The GP said I will fill some pain and discomfort.  I haven't.  Busy work day and a quiet evening in.  I did think about going out to enjoy a bit of the sunshine and to grab a coffee but to be honest, I could not be bothered.  Oh and the breaking news!  Barry Manilow is gay. They will be saying the Pope is catholic next!  I mean, really. Of course he is as I have always liked Barry Manilow ............... the curse continues.

Thursday:  I lost my sunglasses today.  They did not deserve to die how they did.  I had this particular pair of Ray Bans for probably 10-11 years.  When I sold my car last year I left them in there and the bloke who bought my car posted them back to me.  But today they no longer become mine.   I know where I lost them.  In Tesco at Kennington.  I went to the Customer Service counter and the woman was far more optimistic than me saying that they will be handed it. They have not. I did not expect them to be handed in. So I guess it is someone else's time to enjoy them.  They are well travelled as they have been on all my overseas adventures with me.  I hope someone else will love them as much as I did.

Friday:  I was so pleased it was Friday today.  It had been a busy day work wise.  On and off busses all around London, sigh.  I needed alcohol and I was not ashamed to have it. Considering I have not had a drink since Christmas, because I thought if I did have a drink, I probably would not stop. So it was a quick (if anything in London is quick) dash into Tesco and then home (on yet another bus).  I drunk the whole bottle of wine. My excuse was it was from NZ and I was testing it.  I also had a rather lovely gin.

I went to bed. I did not wake once all night.  A good night's sleep for me. Andy did say that was good that I slept but I do not think getting drunk every night is the answer.  But give me a break; I have been sober since New Year's Eve.

As always, with my love x

Hold up Hold on Don't be scared, you'll never change what's been and gone. May your smile (may your smile) shine on (shine on). Don't be scared (don't be scared) your destiny may keep you warm. 'Cause all of the stars are fading away, just try not to worry you'll see them some day. Take what you need and be on your way and stop crying your heart out (Stop Crying Your Heart Out - Oasis)

I did not intend to choose Oasis this month.  I had another, completely different artist in mind, then I watched Supersonic, the documentary about Oasis and all those memories, lyrics and cords came back to me.  

This song is very dear to my heart.  The lovely Noel sums it up a treat.  I remember, when I was not only in exile in the north, but also exile in my bedroom, I would play this song thinking how apt the words were as ironically I cried my heart out.  In fact today, when I was on the bus and this song come on, so did the tears.  The words are so appropriate. JF loved Oasis and we actually went to see them in concert.  I wonder what he thinks (if anything) when he hears this song?  As always, enjoy.

Saturday:  Wide awake at silly o'clock so put Amazon Prime on and watched the Supersonic documentary about Oasis.  I wanted to go to the cinema to to see this but never got round to it.  It was very good.  The weather forecast was not good today (however, it turned out to be dry all afternoon ...... grrrrr!). So I decided to have a mooch over Greenwich.  I can catch a bus right outside of my flat that takes me right there.  Had a walk down by the river then the market and stopped off for tea and cake.  Sat reading my book, then went to do some shopping for bits and bobs and back home again. I did have the thought, and that all it was, a thought, about ironing my bed linen and putting the vacuum cleaner round but that never happened.  Instead, I watched two documentaries on Edward VIII and Wallis Simpson.  So interesting.  I am intrigued by that period in history and that woman had some amazing jewellery.  As I was home alone, I decided that I would have a nice, pamper and a soak in the bath whilst reading my book and drinking tea. Living it up my friends in London, living it up!

The bath soak never went to plan. There was I in all my glory (don't think of this too much) when I got the worse cramp of my life in my inner thigh. To say it hurt is a slight understatement.  I was out of that bath quicker than a greyhound out of a trap!  I was in agony.  It made me feel physically sick. In fact, I almost threw up.  I decided to lay on my bed with a throw over me feeling sorry for myself.  It was 9.30pm.  I awoke at 3.30am.  I had not heard Andy come home; not a peep!

Sunday:  Why is it when you have cramp it hurts for ages afterwards?  Today was no exception.  However, I had to get a grip as I was meeting my friends Emma and Hannah at Bond Street Station.  We went for the most delicious brunch at Deliciously Ella which was absolutely lovely.  I had rye toast with peanut butter and cashew butter.  It was so filling and so tasty.  We spent time catching up on all our news and what we had been up too.  Great times.

We popped into Paul A Young chocolates in Soho.  One of my favourite places.  Emma and Hannah had a cup of hot chocolate; I put on 5lbs just watching it being poured into a cup.  However, I did treat Andy and I to a chocolate brownie each.  I do have my beady eye on a rather lovely white chocolate Easter Egg.  We shall see. We then left and went to a shop in Covent Garden that sold pens, paper and arty stuff. I explained to Emma, whilst Hannah went in search for 'stuff' that I always wanted a tin of Caran d'ache crayons when I was at primary school.  A girl in my class, Karen Bulmer, had a tine and they were and still are, very expensive.  My Mum and Dad, bless them, gave me a tin for my birthday or Christmas it must of cost them a small fortune.  I can see the tin now, which has really not changed, it had the Swiss flat on it an a mountain.  Isn't it strange the things you carry with you all your life.

We then went to a fair called The Other Art Fair which was presented by Saatchi Art.  It displayed the art of 120 artists.  It was wonderful.  I did keep thinking I would bump into Dave; it never happened.  You could wander each exhibit and buy.  I saw a couple of pieces I really wished I a. could afford and b. have somewhere to actually put it.  So many talented people.  Amazing.  I really which I tried harder with art when I was at school.  

We then went for a quick cuppa before making our way home.  It had been a wonderful day.  Great company, warm weather and lots of laughter and love all finished off with a quiet night in.  Kicking back.  It has been a good weekend.

As always, with my love x