Good morning Mick and all from a showery Glasgow, where it is currently 3°C. It must have been very cold during the night, the heating kicked in at 3am.
A very warm welcome to Ali23 and GM, you must be very relieved that at last, things can get moving.
Yesterday's journey back from the hen do was horrendous. At one point the wipers couldn't cope with the sleet and the road was treacherous. I was thinking of Soop, whose journey, must have been even worse.
DD decided to cut across to the M74, which would take fifteen minutes off our journey. Unfortunately, despite me warning her, ( Mr MD has previous for this) she took the wrong lane at a huge junction and we managed a sightseeing tour of a number of small towns in Lanarkshire.
She insisted on following the satnav, which was taking her, here, there and everywhere, but not back onto the motorway. At one point, she was on the motorway, heading south, instead of north!?
Eventually, I recognised where we were, (she hadn't a clue), having been there on a charity shop trawl with the Ebay queen) and insisted that she listen to me. Five minutes later, we were on the correct motorway and on our way home.
I had a fabulous time at the hen do, everyone got on so well. I felt as safe as I could be, because everyone had done lateral flows, before coming and also daily during our stay. It was so good to socialise again.
The company was excellent and I was spoiled rotten.
Unknown to me, DS2 had contacted DIL's four sisters and asked them to make sure I didn't overdo things. (As if!) They told me that they had been expecting a frail old lady. ?
Every meal was a feast and they wouldn't allow me to lift a finger. I was actually embarrassed that I wasn't pulling my weight.
The entertainment was as good as any West End show.
A drag queen competition was organised, with teams and a group leader.
I hadn't been listening properly and agreed to be a team leader, not realising I would be dressed up as a drag queen and have to lip sync a famous song.
DD told her team not to worry, as I wouldn't have a clue. Oh how wrong she was.
She had forgotten how I used to dress up and entertain my colleagues in school. Of course, I won! ?
DH said I looked like, Anita Manning from Bargain Hunt!
Later on, we had a murder mystery night, where I turned out to be the murder of my husband.
I managed to maintain a slightly dodgy cockney accent throughout, only occasionally lapsing into a mixture of American and Irish. My sides ached from laughing. What a tonic, it was.
Apart from a phone call from my GP today to check up on me, I haven't much planned. Not unexpectedly, my pain levels are very high and I am pretty wiped out after the shenanigans. I was in my pyjamas by teatime and in bed by 8 pm last night, which is unheard of.
Baubles, enjoy your day and wrap up well. It was freezing in the East yesterday.
For those in the sick bay ( Fanny, I hope your pain levels are down) , wishing you a gentle day. ?
Enjoy your day everyone, whatever your plans.
PS. Some of the guest were doing a squat challenge. One guest, stopped three times on her drive from Wales to fulfill it.
You can see DD is really embarrassed by her mothers antics!
So grateful I can have these on NHS.