Lost Days

And a couple more lost days.  Snatches of conversation, words spoken in vino veritas keep reappearing in my mind like clouds scudding across the skies and then fading again - but it's not all doom and gloom, like it usually is when I remember wild things I've pronounced to the world whilst under the influence.  You'd think I'd be old enough to know better but apparently not.
Heart-stopping moments containing remembrances of 'Oh jaysus, did I really say that' aside, I'm mostly keeping myself very busy, working, doing more planning and plotting than is good for me, and spending a little cash on pretty fripperies like the buttons above, from the Ladybird lady at Broadway Market. 

And just to announce...as it's now April, I counted up all the emails and comments and used a random number generator to pick the winner of the shamrock pendant... it's Leigh.  Get in touch, my dear...

Comments

[Julie]

Belated happy birthday - sounds like it was a wild evening - so jealous you went to Carluccio's - hope you enjoyed it! I don't think you ever get too old to get a little blabby whilst merrily loosing count of how much you've drunk and, in the company of good friends, it's an easy thing to do - at least in my experience! Lovely buttons !

[Lucy]

Happy Birthday. Glad to hear you had a really wild night.
Was it you that won the hamper. I'm guessing it isn't me because they haven't rung to say so yet. Am absolutely distraught. Luckily I am organising an Easter Egg hunt for the kiddiwonks on Friday so if I hide the stuff well they won't find any and there will be loads for me!