Early!

It was a bit like just before the last wedding in Four Weddings and a Funeral.

I left the house at one minute to nine and made my way very speedily to the hairdresser for my 9 0'clock appointment.

I just made it.

The hairdresser's was still dark. I was aware of someone inside on the phone. She acknowledged me and came to open up the door.

"Hi Sally. You're very early. We don't open until 9.30 a.m." "Oh" said I, but my appointment card says 9 a.m."

I was fairly certain that knowing that I am always late, that it had been planned this way to enable me to make the photo appointment in time. All assured me that this is not the case, and indeed when eventually my lovely hairdresser arrived she got two of them drying my hair to ensure that I was out in time and heading for Gloucester for my 11.20 appointment.

Later as I got to the photographer's I asked if I could use the bathroom first. "Oh yes" she said, there is plenty of time, the next appointment after yours is 12 O'clock.............Is this planned for "Mrs. Late for everything"? I mused again. ED assured me otherwise, but I couldn't help having a smile to myself.

In the ladies I checked my make up. ED handed me a concealer. Placed near eyeliner by my hands the effect was to give me a black eye. Hastily wiped off offending smudge and headed back downstairs again.

I've no idea what the photos look like of course, because I haven't seen them yet. They did allow me to be a fairytale princess for the day though and even if the photos don't quite make me look like one once they arrive, at least I was able to pretend while in that studio.

In fact for now it's possibly better that I don't see them at all really. All the time I know that they were taken when I had just had my hair done and I was wearing my glad rags and looking as good as it gets - for me - I'm happy...... which is great for me.

Meanwhile back at the ranch... (After coffee in Costa with ED. She commented that I am a fogey, preferring Costa in a bookshop to Starbucks. I retorted that if that is what being a fogey means then that is fine by me.) Sensible needed her birthday cake finished as a fuchsia pink handbag. With a bow on the front. An easy challenge then....

And for once I was happy to be photographed for the birthday photos too. Once we had replaced the camera batteries that is.

Twice.

The camera only seems to like Duracell batteries nowadays, being the sensitive old soul that it clearly is.

.............Thank you ED, ESOS and Sensible! I enjoyed my fairytale princess day!