That horrible moment when you drag your sorry arse out of bed in to the bathroom ,then see your reflection in the mirror and remember you only got in at 2.30 and was too tired to take your make up off ,and my bloody hair looks like a wig.. The thought of sorting that lot out is too much at the moment , so do the next best thing back in to bed with my brew, failing that put a bag over my head ...Alice Windsor not even stirred yet ..
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 10:18:16 +0000