In a Funk...

It started when my mum became poorly, just a few days before we were due to take her on a four-day break to the West Country. Fortunately, she rallied and we all had a good time. The hotel wasn't far from our daughter's home and Mum got to see the cottage she'd heard so much about. 

The real heebie-jeebies came on the day after we got home, when I realised I was going to be hard-pressed to cope with everything I needed to do before we went on another holiday just a week later. We're going across the Channel for eight days, driving through four countries. The trip is built around two concerts by my all-time favourite rock star. Harry planned it many months ago as my Christmas gift. I'm very excited but still have heaps to do before we set off.

I don't have time to write a proper post but I thought you might be amused by some of Harry's witty texts. You may have seen some of the ones he sends to remind me I have an appointment for a spanking but he also sends notice of fun times too, in his own inimitable way. I'm in blue and Harry's in grey  -  I probably didn't need to say that...

Fun With Texts 

I hope to catch up a bit in blogland whilst I'm away, Internet coverage permitting...

Rosie