Mr B and I are in the middle of cooking a roast dinner (he's Sioux chef, I'm Head chef), but I have a few minutes to spare...
It seems that I'm struggling to write my blog on a Thursday, Friday or Saturday. The reason being 'cuz I'm absolutely knackeroonied from working in the salon.
I know I'm only working part time, so I'm not going to moan, as most people work a full week. But when you've been not working for over 2 years, its very physically and mentally tiring going back into the world of work.
More mentally than physically tiring actually. Especially as people tend to tell you their deepest darkest secrets whilst you're washing their hair. Which makes me go home and worry about them. Silly really. I need to stop myself.
Anyway Mr B got me out of the house last night and we enjoyed a few pints in Bath. It was lovely jubly.
Although I did miss Strictly.
Oh dear. I think I'm becoming middle aged by saying things like that.
Whilst I remember, for anyone who hasn't seen it, here is my latest work.