What word do you break when you say it?
I was rather quiet over the bank holiday weekend both of terms of blogging and in real life. My liver had a nice break for once, with only a few teeny-tiny ickle sessions of drinking. It may live to see 30 if I keep this up.
I did a lot of reflective thinking on life, going through old photos with friends and pondering what will we all be like in 10 or 20 years time. I haven’t changed much at all in the last ten years. My hair is a little shorter, my body a little rounder but mentally, I’m probably still as immature and unprepared as ever. I’m still shy and insecure and grumpy and then giddy and restless and easily tickled.
All I can say is, if in ten years time, I can still laugh at things like this, I will be a very happy lady: