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Date: 16 October 2006 12:46:39
But it's my own fault really...
On holiday in York this week, and about an hour and a half out of Glasgow I suddenly realised I hadn't actually submitted my Avon order (due Tuesday) despite saying to Husband Friday night 'I really must do this' and 'ooh, mustn't forget that' Which of course I did. In my defence, every time I was about to sit down and do it, Hus came in and said 'oh can I just... 2 minutes, that's all! and by the time he'd finished I'd gone and done some more packing and forgotten all about it.
The upshot is, I'm in an internet cafe called 'Evil Eye' in York paying for half an hour of which I used 8 minutes doing what I had to, and am now filling in time before the rest of the family come and get me. Just imagine 2 bamphires in an internet cafe... 'mummy, look what that man's looking at!' and so on.
Holiday not off to an auspicious start; Mother-in-law has broken a bone in her foot by falling down a small hole and has been instructed to keep weight off it for 4 weeks. So we have the kids all week instead of fobbing them off on g'parents. Bum.
oh yes, and I discovered halfway around the railway museum that I have a stomach bug. Hopefully only a minor one. We'll see though.
Bamphires fine, D is now 5. Birthday cake tonight. Yay!