I finally got around to slipping the big candlesticks today. It’s taken me a while to decide what to put on them, I should also have taken the time to work out how to hold them, pour them, shake them, put them safely down before I started. A trial run would have been useful.
Had a chat to Mr. Fitch this afternoon, we put the world to rights, discussed the finer points of on line scrabble and generally helped me to calm down and not explode today, maybe tomorrow (though hopefully not as I’m going to visit someone tomorrow and it wouldn’t be good to flip while I’m there) I seem to have lost all patience since I turned 32. Is that it? Is it all down hill from now on? I usually have a slow burning fuse but heaven help you if I get to the end, at the moment I seem to be getting wound up at the drop of a hat.