Super, fantastic, greeeeeeeat!
'Iiii'm coming up so you better get this party started.......'
What is it with me and song lyrics lately? I can't help myself. Too much Radio One listening, oh, oh hold on, there's no such thing as TOO much Radio One listening!
I am one hot, steaming, frothy mug of bubbliness, which is no surprise seen as I've had coffee out with one friend or another every day this week. I love me some cappucino.
I think this week qualifies for the 'Social Animal' title. Oh and maybe the 'Clapham Exchange' title too, because I have spend hours on the phone catching up on scandal and gossip with various people.
I really must have an early night tonight, for there is plenty of partying left to be had over the weekend. Tomorrow I drive up to my oldest friend Claire's place, primarily to celebrate my god daughter's 2nd birthday and too see her 7 year old sister, also my god daughter of course.
Once the party hats, jelly and ice cream, tears and tantrums are over and the kids are in lock down, a group of my long standing friends, from my Salisbury living days, will be having a BBQ, (shit, weather report says torrential rain, where's me waders?) and no doubt copious amounts of alcohol will be had and quite possibly, regurgitated by Claire later on in the evening, (she's known for that, rank!).
Have a fandabeedosey (yeah, that word's kinda Scottish) weekend and I shall return with or without my stomach lining, who knows?!
