Hoping for a rapid rate of recovery

Stocks Towers feels strangely quiet tonight. For the first time in a fortnight I’m free of visitors and Antipodeans.

I’ve had a brill couple of weeks but I’m utterly cream-crackered now – my ability to cope with late nights has apparently evaporated since Thursday when I became another year older.

I need to recover in time for heading off to Glastonbury on Thursday, so I’m having a quiet night on the sofa in my pinny and gloves, drinking tea from my aspirational mug, syncing my iPhone and watching the decent yellow-shirted football team. And there isn’t a neon pig in sight.

Claire's visit

Big kisses to both of my guests for a fab time, you’re welcome here whenever you like. Cheers x

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