I’m tired and hoping for a decent night’s sleep. It’s Mr. B’s birthday tomorrow so as soon as he goes out to do the supermarket shop I need to get up, remove his presents from their hiding place and start putting things out for brunch ready for his return. I really don’t know what I would do without him and I want him to feel appreciated ?
One day like this will see me right.
Do you ever wonder if all our posters are truthful?
Wes Streeting announces we have 1,000 days to prepare for war.




