August/September

Hello again!

Wow what a crazy crazy few months...

Things have definitely changed. Sam started big boy school and for the first three weeks this was was an absolute nightmare, the first week we had to go mornings only,same the second week, the third week was afternoons only. The first week wasn't too bad but the second week we had five hours in the morning of him saying "are we going to school yet" every minute,  ARGHGGGHGH. Even walking to school is weird,  Realisation of how old I am. I pray every day that it's not raining, not because it is getting us wet but because when we get to the school there is a flock of 50 parents holding umbrellas, yet none of them know how to use one, I personally think that umbrellas should come with a manual, Every time a mum bends down to pick up the what a child has dropped they end up poking someone in the face with those really pointy sharp bits. The other day I had the experience of one of those pointed things getting stuck in my hair (after two pokes to the eye) I  said excuse me to the lady but she didn't hear me, it then forced me to bend down as she was bending down else my hair would have been pulled out, umbrellas… They need to come with manuals Because people have no common sense When they're scurrying in trying to get their kids ready. I would just like to express that i think umbrellas are in fact the worst invention ever, a hood was invented to protect us from the rain, lets look at this from my point of view of why this hate has built up over the years.

As a child you are given a stupid umbrella that probably has one of those green frogs on it or those stupid lady bird ones, so already you look like a clown.. it can't be cute as it has metal spikes as weapons in at least six different places..... as you are walking along the street your mum is SCREAMING at you 'WATCH WHERE YOUR GOING' yet you cant because you have this big stupid thing over your head blocking where you are going! so your petrified because your mum is screaming at you, and your petrified one of your friends might see you with a big stupid ladybird device over your head.

Then you grow older yet your skills for using and umbrella don't seem to get any better... in fact they make you look even more stupid... its windy and its rainy outside, whilst the umbrella was built to protect you from the rain, it most certainly does not protect you from the wind..... you walk down the street the rain is still going in your face because the wind is blowing it under the umbrella... and then the umbrella does a magic trick and turns itself inside out and you weren't expecting it... so now you have to battle again with looking like a complete nob whilst getting wet trying to put your umbrella the right way round. Lets face it never have you once drove past someone and not laughed, and never are you that person that wants to look like your converting into a bad scene from Mary Poppins taking off with your inside out umbrella.

You get the umbrella home.... and if you managed to avoid getting wet well done, but it doesn't last long does it... nooooo, you have to shake your umbrella to stop it going mouldy and its like a wet dog shaking themselves all over you! so you were dry but now you are wet from head to toe!

And then as you become a fully grown adult and have children of your own, you go to the school to pick up your kids but you have to battle with the army of umbrellas that are trying to save someones hair from getting wet... yet not one person has their hood up! and these parents are shouting each other and whipping around to see who called their name forgetting that they are holding what i consider to be a lethal weapon... theres spikes flying everywhere! getting caught in peoples eyes and hair... and have you ever stood next to someone holding a umbrella... you may as well be standing next to a water fall.

So its not very often i use this word but i actually hate umbrella's. I see no purpose for them at all rather then to try and save a bit of vanity from the user. I think they should at least come with an 18 certificate, after all the health and safety shit we have to do in this country, women are allowed to walk around with umbrella's. It is absolute madness to me!

School;

Sam doesn't normally come home saying much about what happened at school except for this week. He told me on Monday that he had a girlfriend, I couldn't believe it, my little four year old boy had a girlfriend. He is always talking now about her now. This week we had a screaming fit because he wanted spiky hair so he could ask Ella rae to hold his hand, but it was windy that Day and it blew it down a little, he was so upset he said he was never ever ever going outside ever again because he doesn't like the wind and now we couldn't ask Ella rae way to hold his hand. He then came home that night and asked if he could have pocket money, I said why do you want pocket money he replied so I can take Ella rae

Well that was the start of the love story... two days later he came back saying 'Ella Rae' annoyed me today because she kept saying my name :/ I actually think at four however young this may be, he has his first crush. I spoke to Ella Raes mum and we have decided that they are a perfect match and their marriage is being arranged now.

Speaking of first crushes, totally weird going back to the school that I had my childhood sweetheart, and funny enough I seen him at the school, made me realise that life goes by too quickly without us knowing and I am only 26, but I do know that time goes too quick for everyone and we shouldn't be wasting a minute of it.

So on the business front its busy season, Halloween and Christmas approaching and the time in the day now just seems to go with a blink. I hope i learnt a thing or two from last years rush and know how to deal with it a little better. well organised this year which last year the hype was just sprung upon us. With the Launch of Flexiwear around the corner it should be a good end to a tough year.

 This year i have most defiantly needed more sleep than i did last year and mentally challenging rather then physically demanding. I like to keep myself extra busy its the only way i function, If i am busy rest assured i fit everything in... Feel like superwoman ( or just that of a woman on too much redbull and energy drinks). Get me to a level where its just getting through and i fail miserably at being a human. I had a injury to my ankles and legs this year which has meant no running which is one of the things i enjoy the most. Sometimes for some reasons things happen and you are unable to do what you did before, it's OK for change, i just needed to find an alternative exercise, with Sam being at school though and childcare in the evenings it has thrown me all off balance. This is no ones fault but my own if i really wanted to do something i would, i believe that anything is possible and everything is dependant on attitude. I have no one to blame but myself.

When people say they have no time.. its not because they have no time, its because they would rather be doing something else with that time that they do have. When people say they have no money, same principle, they might not have any money to go out and get drunk but they have the money for the holiday or phone they have been saving for. Time and money are the two things we battle the most with, i know for sure that when you feel like you have neither times can feel like  they are getting tough. Having no money and no time is not an issue, the issue is when you have no imagination to fix the no time and no money.

So i could find the time to do different exercises, but i have other things going on... that fill up that space.

I am learning sign language something that has been on bucket list for many years! I love it, If you don't know by now that i am a massive geek that enjoys learning then you certainly do now. I learn things for fun.... yes i am well aware that i sound like a A* looser right now, I wish i could have focused more at school but now that i have it now i don't want it to go to waste, so i embrace the inner nerd! 

I also signed up for a volunteer job, I will soon mentor a young person between 11-19 that has come from a difficult back round or is struggling in school.

I got involved with this because i gave up tying to change the world., i have met some wonderful people in my life but I am aware of the not so wonderful people. People who say one thing to you yet another behind your back, people wishing and wanting you to fail, people who are just so angry they take their moods out on other people, there are too many people like this that i will never have a influence on, nor do i want to. I was in the petrol station the other day and some man was screaming at the woman because of the length of the que, and the fact he was going to be late for a meeting... I do not understand these actions from people. Everyone gets stressed out, we are adults, take some time to reflect on the situation before screaming out in a tantrum like my four year old son. The fact is he was late because he didn't get up early enough to deal with what may have happened that day, he may have run a flat, there may have been a que.... its not the ladies fault its his own. he then made this woman feel so small though and insignificant which is so awful. I take on board that everything is my fault if its not going to plan, i am tired ( i haven't slept enough... its no ones fault but mine... even if i was working late because i want to earn money to take my son on holiday, that's not his fault, that is my choice). people that don't like their partners, continue to stay in a unhappy relationship through choice even though they will blame the other. Loosing weight, i lost 3 stone, before i did though i blamed everything for being bigger then what i wanted to be other than the fact that , hey actually i eat too much bad stuff not enough good and i don't exercise enough... i blamed working late and having to pick up a take away ( if i really wanted too i could have organised the weeks meals at the weekend) the fact i didn't have time to exercise (I sat in front of the TV for hours per night) We all have choices, we just don't always make the rights ones, which sometimes frustrates us and then we take it out on others. We all have the ability to change its whether we have the confidence, determination and passion too... Which is where i hope to come into play with my mentee, i am going to get the chance to change one persons life so drastically, I get to listen to them, not judge them and fill them with everything all humans should be told, that someone believes in them, has their best interest at heart and will help them any way they can in order for them to be happy. So i am muchos looking forward to this next little adventure i have going on there :D.

being single;

I had an overwhelming feeling the other day whilst driving home in my car because i was content. My boyfriend is my best friend and he makes every day exciting, again i know i sound like a douche right now but its true and its nice that i have someone that loves me as much as he does, my mind was suddenly distracted back to the time when i was single though...because of how clever you have to be to be single and i feel like my intelligence is now lacking.

Differences being in a relationship to being single;

In a relationship my grammar is turning into that of marge Simpson,

when he does something i disapprove of i make a hgggmmgmgmgmgm sound....when i am happy i smile and when i am angry i do not talk....

I look like general dog shit on a daily basis because it doesn't matter who i may bump into.

Instead of avoiding take aways i look forward to eating one at the weekend

Being single

you have to look like something they put on a magazine, you have to buy the best push up bra available on earth especially after you have had kids, you have to have the best make up and you most defiantly on fb change your profile every week and have a 'sexy face' by sexy face everyone will know what I mean, the angle of the camera has to be at 90 degrees pointing down to miss the double chin, you have to have a non expression face so there are no visible wrinkles and its prob best to add on an effect to cut out any of your facial hair you may have going on.

As a singleton you have the intelligence of a algebra genius.... for examples...

Text  'Hey how are you x'

Reply 'Yeah good thanks just busy'

To some that may read a simple conversation, which i used to think it was until i got into the land of singleton and my good friend Pete used to spend many hours with me decoding messages.

from a reply of five words it could lead to hours of conversation like.......

"So what does that mean from a guys point of view?"

 "Well... theres no kisses there so maybe hes like saying it like... i am good leave me alone? and he didn't ask

a question back so maybe you should leave it... i can't believe you put a x on your message"

"yeah i regretted the x as soon as i put it"

"your an idiot"

"yes i am... i put a x... have i screwed this up?"

"not sure....

maybe he is going to play the 48 hour game with you? "

I replied "what the fuck is the 48 hour game.... "

you know the 48 hour game... "

if i knew what it was i wouldn't be asking you."

 So for those of you that do not know then this is what it is .. apparently if a guy really likes you, he will not reply to you for 48 hours to see if you text him in that time, if you don't, he assumes your not interested but be careful because if you text more then twice ( even if you are genuinely concerned for his safety) you automatically go into the 'bunny boiler' list... and once you hit that list there is no getting off it, its worse then the STD list, if your on a bunny boiler list you have just disappeared off all future men's radar...it is dating suicide.

I laughed my head off wen i heard this, i was like so, if you genuinely really like a person, you don't text them back..... that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard, what if you don't like someone... you text them all day long? Its so screwed up. I am glad i stuck with if i like you i will tell you and if you reject me then so be it, it is life and it happens. If i don't like you, i will tell you because i do not want to lead you on. To me that is simple... but oooooo nooooo and lets not even start on the smiley face... there is a smiley face with a wink, a sad face, a no expression face...when i first received a message with a smiley face i thought... dork, and yet everyone talks like this and i have jumped on the band wag on, i have to stop myself writing emails to people that do not include a stupid smiley face. the only thing is this then leads to another two hour conversation of over analysing a smiley face.... ohhh no you got a side way smiley face... that's not good... bluegghhh.. bothered!

So its a very tricky game to be playing the single game, and lots of head games and cryptic codes, you have to have a urban dictionary next to you to understand what they are saying because in the 21st century dating world, your a bunny boiler if you ring them ( and no one wants to be on a bunny boiler list) so its text only... how can you be funny, Witty or charming over text message?

There are many differences between the two worlds and I have enjoyed them both equally each one teaching me new things in life!

All in all life is really good, although it is  more of  struggle this year with my Best bud in Aus sometimes i really miss that hug and just need her happy cheery face, but shes there over and i get to talk to her every week :) . I do have great people in my life that give me a lift when i need it.

Although i would love to be much further advanced in business then what i am now, i am happy that it is all going in the right direction and i will learn from the hurdles and challenges i have been facing. When you are faced with a hill, you step on the gas... which is what i am currently about to do.

My goal is to earn enough money for a flight to go and get one of those hugs, which looking at the prices is going to take a while lol. Life, its all about the dream! 

That is it for now, been a little behind in the blogs, no excuse just lost the creative writing for a while. I will use it while it's here. I feel a few stories coming up for whats in the rest of the years pipeline, no drinking though, after going to a wedding and thinking that you can do the lift from dirty dancing i was started to get concerned for my general well being.... 

 As you can see below we have the before intoxication and after intoxication.... hence the band waggon...

For now, 

Cheerio 

Laura xoxx
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July

Hello :D

It's been a while, this has been in my 'to publish' section for a while. It's not the best blog but i'll bring you up to date with LG.

My handsome man Sam is growing up so fast now, he wants to play chess and monopoly now which is far from his Thomas trains he was mad about last year, he surprises me every day with big words (usually telling me that I am annoying him or that he is frustrated with me...?!?!) He has some great banter because he listens, retains and uses the words in the best situations, like all kids he says what he thinks when he is thinking it, which sometimes is quite embarrassing, For example... we were walking down the street and a girl walks past wearing a lot of makeup and he shouts.. Mummy why does she look like that is she trying to be a clown! (All I can do is smile, look down in shame and try and get to the other side of the road as quick as possible). He loves making and creating things and is 100 percent ready for school. He can say the dinosaur names better than I can in his bedtime stories now and this worries me! The next chapter is going to be great when he is at school. Craft projects still not so great at the moment, fifteen minutes to set the game up , actual two minutes of play before I get, I’m bored now let’s play something else.. You manage to do this three or four times in a day before the funniness wears off and you become quite aggravated by it. If I could buy patience I would certainly be spent out by now! This is something I continue to work on, the Joys of being a parent, challenging yet rewarding!

The first thing I HAVE to talk about is my near death experience;

I am pretty sure it was a normal day in my village and I was running some eons, a man a few weeks ago reversed into my car at a Tesco car park, (I was pulling in and he started to reverse, I papped to let him know I was there, he still reversed, I papped repeatedly... he still reversed .....It wasn't until he saw the lady in the shop window he was perving on pointing and waving her arms that he looked behind him, my car was off the ground on two wheels before he knew what he was doing... men lol. Anyway that is not my near death experience) Mycar had run a flat tyre after this event and I took it to the village to fix it and also ask what the damage was to car. They fixed my wheels with a friendly service (shout out to parkers motors) and told me to head to their other car place across town, so I jumped in my car, tyre fixed and out of nowhere I literally mean nowhere big black clouds came over and hailstones the size of golf balls starting hammering it own in my car. COMPLETE SHOCKER, I didn’t have time to even recognise what was going on or process it, there is no other way to describe how I felt other these three words...... I shit myself. I was next to a white van man who looked at me like his days were over and he lifted his hands in the air as if to say wtf and I thought shit shit shitero he is scared this is really bad, then I couldn't see him anymore, complete visual failure. I was right in the direction of the wind so my instincts were to try and find a side street, it was at this point in my head I was making the decision to drive blind and risk death or to risk death by hailstone, my decision was to take my chances driving blind because quite honestly the golf balls that were flying at my windows were scaring the shit out of me and I would rather try to make an escape rather than await my death. Somehow I managed to get to the nearest side street and I don't know how because my legs were shaking so much I could barely keep them on my pedals and I could not see my windscreen let alone a street! I had my mother instincts kicking in as well wanting me to go 'rescue' Sam but I couldn't move, the preschool constantly busy I was a little panicked to say the least, as soon as I pulled over my dad rang me, must have been father instinct, asking me where I was, I will tell you my proper response " dad, I am in the village I’m scared and I AM GOING TO DIE .. I AM GOING TO DIE BY A HAILSTONE...” I wasn't joking I thought that was it for me, it was like something off the movies, this freak storm, then tiles started flying off the roofs and a hailstone cracked my window so I started screaming 'THIS IS IT DAD, WHAT DO I DO, I LOVE YOU' he suggested that I got in the back of the car and wait it out.. Then I seen the flash flooding start coming down the street and I was screaming 'WHATS GOING ON' ..."DAD AM I GOING TO DIE? "I am 26 years old and still think my dad can predict my future... I thought I would try and save myself some more by unstrapping sams car seat and putting it over my head, It sounds funny now, actually I am in a fit of laughter thinking about it, me in the back of a car with a child seat on my head but I honestly thought that was it for me and I was prepared to do anything to save myself! My dad ends the call to me to ring mum as she was also out and I do the 999 call to Mike.....what bloody use he was, here I was on my final minutes giving him the sos I love you call and he didn’t bloody answer the

phone! I left a traumatising answer machine message to ring back ASAP its SOS. so it passes a little and I what’s ap my best buds checking that everyone is ok which luckily they were and the village was in ciaos, floods everywhere, there was accidents on every road so I nipped into Gails house, a street away from where I had been hiding to have a tea and try and calm my nerves, I could not believe what just happened. I finally made it home an hour later after the first storm and being stuck in the tail end of it too. I can honestly say that is the most fearful of my life I have ever been. Thank god Sam was at nursery and safe, great thing about fb the mums were in contact straight away on their letting everyone know they had contacted them and the kids safe and thought the storm was 'cool' ... COOL?????? pfft mine and their definitions of cool differ for sure!! And when mike decided to return my SOS call, I get it's only a bit of rain... no actually... no it wasn't..... There was a tornado in our city... slight difference! I'm pretty sure most people were as petrified as me (girls anyway). But isn’t this ironic... I was on the way to get my car quoted for the damage that guy did... and my car got written off in the process, every panel of my car is now dented thanks to mother nature and they class it as a write off... Life and its ways hey!

Slight change;

I have moved house! TO cut this down... a lot.... I have been having problems with the landlord fixing my roof since October... march still not sorted then my door wouldn’t lock, after months of constant phone calls, relentless efforts trying to get this guy who lived in Manchester to come and sort out a lot of issues I had with the house it never worked, the damp and mould was becoming so bad me and Sam couldn’t sleep there anymore and we had to stay at my parents. It wasn't until I gave in my notice that the man had the roof fixed the next day and then said, why are you still moving out, I have fixed it? I tend to do this, I am nice, cool calm, collected until I feel like someone has taken the piss and I tend to explode a little, I won't go into too much depth here, My HQ ended up being a not so nice place to live but Kalmar will come at get that man that takes no responsibilities as a landlord. I am unsure why some people have such a negative attitude... anyway in true lg style I walked back to my parents on day and said, I’m home lol, well it was only next door and I was sleeping there most nights anyway! This did add some pressure to my parents and to Mike, I am a  whirlwind... what most people take weeks to do we did in three days and since then we have been playing catch up trying to get organised with it all...

This move tested all of my relationships;

Me and my dad;

My mum and dad worked so hard making sure that things for me would be as 'comfortable as possible' ... Let’s face it having to go back to your parents at 26 is a little degrading anyway, with an annex I am pretty much out the way but there is no denying I have a lot of stuff that needs storing with running businesses from home, had to get organised, I can see why people do this, it’s easy to find, it creates space and generally frees up the brain a little. We have been working on a workshop, and it is great, I love it but one night at 11.40 me and my dad were on the second layer of paint on the walls and me busting out some beach boys kokomo way off tune must have been his final straw, he said, after 26 years it’s a good job he has learnt to tune me out because he is way too tired to listen to that.. I tried to get him to join in the chorus and I think that is what broke him. The paint brush went down and I think it took three cigarettes for him to recover from that comment, I only wanted a sing song but now I know to not talk to people that are tired and exhausted as there is humour failure.

Me and Mike;

after the late night painting I have an early start shifting wardrobes; let this be known DO IT YOURSELF (DIY) is not DIT ( DO IT TEAM .....) teams do not work when it comes to DIY because everyone wants to do it their way.

We have some almightily wardrobes to get upstairs and that task is ok because mikes friend Ben helped with that, cheers Ben, but then we had to get it from one room to another... these were heavy doors and he asked me to move them.. It was taking me ten minutes apiece to move them, trying to EXTRA careful not to his nice walls... and I managed to get them into the room we wanted them in... I was already pissed at this point though because he must have said to me ten times, why don't you do it this way... and I really just didn’t want to do it his way, sure it might have been easier but ...  I wanted to do it my way so I kept saying no (he obviously wasn’t listening because he kept asking me to do it his way even though I said no at least 4 times). His beady eyes kept looking at me disapprovingly, after getting mad I decided to pull it together like any woman would and said ok I am your apprentice... tell me what to do. This was fine when he was giving me specific instructions... like please hold this board that is above my head as if you don't it may fall on my head and hurt... ok... Laura understands... I hold board (simple) what is not so simple is when you are expected to hold a board with not being told and then being shouted at... "WHY ARE YOU NOT HOLDING THAT BOARD...? HOLD THE BOARD HOLD THE BOARD"...arghghghghghghg... girl panic attack , like a rabbit in headlights I get all confused and don't know what I am suppose to be doing!  Agreed if it falls on you it may hurt, yet you did not give me specific instructions and I AM A GIRL.... I DON'T GET THIS MAN SHIT... I explained to him that at my old house blue tact was the answer to everything and this to me is new water so I should be granted a little lei way on this subject...but again he didn’t listen and it got worse, he was getting frustrated that I wasn’t the queen of carpentry and I was becoming pissed off with his male ego attitude, until he said in a angry voice “I’d be better off doing it myself".. At which point I said FINE...( for the records boys fine is never ever fine when the F is pronounced loudly... it should in the dictionary say, Fine=Twat). I unconsciously let go of the piece of wood that was above his head as I said FINE...and it was only my support that was keeping him safe.... whoops... my bad....  he did give me ' A LOOK'. I hate that look...

 DIY a relationship test for sure... I can see why women just leave the men to it! What a traumatising experience... lesson learnt... no more joint efforts at DIY!

Hen night;

Hen night in Liverpool, what an experience, I got to share the night with some great girls! The effort claries’ best friend went to was great, we had beyoncee dancing lessons, and we learnt the single ladies song, party bags, shopping, games, just a whole lot of fun rammed into one weekend.

There is too much to talk about here but this is the highlights of my night;

1.

We walked into a bar to get a drink( standard) but as I turn around claries’ mum had took the microphone off the DJ and stared singing, I m pretty sure in her head at this point she imagined herself to be a very famous pop star, she gave it her all and  we were all supporting her up there! After a few drinks... anything can be possible!

2.
Every time the single ladies songcame on we obviously thought that after a day’s dancing lessons we were professional back up dancers to beyonce I think I even stole a pout from someone.... yet I am not sure we managed to nail down one move correctly, pretty sure we just looked like a group of people let on day release!
3.

The picture opportunities, as I was walking to the toilet with Louise there was a random air fan, so I embraced it, switched it on, told her she should use the random umbrella as a prop and it will be a scene from Greece... then a random person also joined the picture, highly amusing whilst drunk, I am not sure why so it must have been 'you had to be there' moment.

4.

 I had taken out some signs that had quotes from songs wrote on pieces of paper and the best one is when a guy tried to talk to me and I pulled out the lets all do the conga one.. and we started a conga through the bars of Liverpool, a big line we got going, it was great fun, and I was very pleased about this whilst drunk and decided to give Claire a hug to share the excitement, big mistake I was in a lace top and she was in a dress that had broach like ornaments on (very pretty she looked like a princess) and we got stuck together.. And because we were drunk we couldn't get unstuck!

5.

 Louise, claries’ and Amy’s combined dance moves made me giggle and they were in sequence too, someone even developed a Jamaican accent which I have n idea why it went from Jamaican to Irish but again when your drunken things like this are highly entertaining!  Great night!

 So the hotel we stopped at is by far the poshest hotel I have ever been to in the UK it had a grand piano in the reception! Very classy! What is not so classy... is me... after a night out, I thought it was going to be a hospital trip hangover, I was sick from the moment I got up until 8pm at night, I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t drink, I couldn’t even stand up! Amy you are an angel! the girl I shared a room with had to pack my bag for me, ( actually felt like a child) she looked after me and I think even carried some bags too as my hands were being used to support my head that felt like it was falling off! We get to reception and we have to do the whole check out service thing which is the worst thing ever with a hangover... I couldn’t manage it, I layed down on the marble floor in the same room as the grand piano just wanting the world to swallow me up... there must have been fifty people in that reception room and I looked like I was knocking on deaths door, a big pile of human mess over the posh hotel floor, I pulled my coat over my head and thought I wish I was Dorothy right now if I click my heels together and say there is no place home I wonder if I can be exported... no such luck....Claire even said to me, your green! At this point I didn’t care if I was purple, blue, pink or yellow I just wanted to concentrate on keeping my organs going. After the reception check out I managed to make it out the door before I was sick again then I realised I’m never going to make it to the car, so Claire had to stay with me when I was in the gutter... when I say in the gutter I mean it literally, fully in it.  I'm in Liverpool, Its 10am on a Sunday and a random stranger walked past me with no teeth, quite dirty and smelly and said Jesus, are you ok, you don’t look well... I am pretty sure that this had been one of my most undignified moments! I slept the whole way home which must have been a drag for Amy because I wasn’t smelling or looking fresh, so a massive thanks again for rescuing me!

Putting it down to Age; not being able to party like I used to I feel there is a reason why people become more 'boring' as they get older. I cannot handle it now, two glasses of wine and I am like that I think the only way for me to go now is tea total but I think I may miss the alter ego a little!

That’s the story I will leave you with, another example of the effects of alcohol.

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