2010 ... not the full compliment but not a bad showing...
The lovely Annisa (far left) organised the reunion. She was nicknamed Klaxon on the trip due to the strident tones of her Sheffield accent - a bit of a shock to many of the public school boys and girls who were with us. She has since been renamed by Peter Bradshaw as Queen of our Hearts which is much more fitting.
And what better way to stave off a hangover than to top up with champagne in a fancy bar on Canary Wharf?
This isn't my man unfortunately but he took care of Annisa and I like a true gentleman. Don't think I look too bad for an old gal on two hours sleep and what must have been red wine running through my veins by this point!
The bright lights and life of the big city can turn a girl's head but when I saw my bag of wool squashed in the corner of the car boot, neglected all weekend I felt a little guilty and am rekindling my romance with my crochet. It's not quite as exciting but it keeps me out of mischief.
I took a couple of days off to recover, having visited an old school friend on the way back up North - haven't seen her for 30 years either so it was as real blast from the past weekend. Rounded the mini break off with lunch at Castle Howard with another lovely friend - am feeling very blessed in the friends department at the moment. Here she is with the type of guy I usually meet :)
Am thinking one of these fine gentlemen might look nice in the garden ...
Although the weather seems decidedly Autumnal so perhaps I should brave the chill wind and the drizzle and get out to do some tidying up.
Wishing you a peaceful and relaxing weekend.