Oh how I wish I was with you too!
A weekend of sun and bubbles and some catching up would be amazing.

In reality its grey and dark and cold and rather devoid of sisterly companionship.

So I forced myself to walk Phil back to work this afternoon. Grey… But still… And so muddy that I’ve had to change trousers – I really should have worn wellies.

And then I found some sun!

I have no cure for the blues. Just know that I’m here if you want to talk/vent and I’m always thinking of you and missing you too!

Save some bubbly for me!

So I decided what I need is probably just a girls night, or weekend away to cure my blues. Now I am stuck with the predicament – wish you were here to go tearing around some fun place and drinking to much champagne … Don’t want to make you sad! Just wish you were here!!