Oh dear Oh dear. I took time out yesterday to take Camilla for her birthday lunch to my favourite beach cafe as it was a lovely sunny day. The food was sublime and we had a bottle of wine and it was all very leisurely - Bliss. All in all I was away from my gaff for nearly 6 hours. I had nobody to check in so I did not see the need to return. Big mistake. 4 hours later after checking the animals, watering the garden, doing the laundry and ironing, walking the dog etc. etc. all in an alcoholic haze I was a zombie. That will teach me. I almost missed the boat for breakfasts this morning. The alarm went off at 6.30 a.m. as usual but I went back to sleep. Holy shit I just made it for first breakfast at 7.30 a.m. I whizzed around like a lunatic did breakfasts, took money and then shot out of the door to the hairdresser. My hair looks great but it took longer than usual - hairdresser had eaten something dodgy, so one minute he was cutting my hair and the next he was in the loo! This happened 3 times! He had taken some Imodium but it was clearly not working! I whizzed back home and cleaned the bedrooms, cleaner off today and then whizzed into the dentist. He kept me waiting 20 minutes - what's all that about I am a private patient, how dare he! I was in the chair for 10 minutes and the teeth were declared very good. This happens twice a year and I have worked out that this bloke is earning over £300.00 an hour. I should have been a dentist! I raced back home and then did the laundry and thought I would visit my dear friend in the nursing home. When I got there he was on the commode so I went into the dining room and sat down to make a couple of calls. When I got up my trousers were soaking wet right through to my knickers! Bloody hell some inmate had wet themselves and now I had been sitting in it - that's all I bloody need! I washed my bum in the shower and changed into my friend's trousers which were I bit on the large side - 3 of me would get into them, and came home. This was most inconvenient as I had wanted to stop for an ice cream in the local shop but as I was now looking like a complete head case that wasn't possible! I think it was at this point I went into meltdown. I put washing powder in the dog's bowl instead of the washing bowl, I filled the kettle with cold water and poured it into the bowl instead of putting it on the Aga - I was trying to wash my trousers and pants but clearly lost the plot. At this point it was time for a glass (or two) of wine! Camilla was obviously concerned when I didn't answer the mobile so she came round looking for me! It was on charge upstairs and I didn't hear it - what's the problem?
Pressure what pressure - I have just booked a little holiday at the end of the season to Tresco - I need peace and as there is now only one hotel there and it costs an arm and a leg that should do it!