Oops

Ah, I forgot what happens when you consume large quantities of alcohol. I woke up early this morning in my hot, stuffy bedroom, with a mouth drier than the Sahara and a pounding head. I'm sure that hangovers get worse with age, this never happened when I was 18. That makes me sound so old, it actually wasn't that long ago!

Hauling my sweet behind out of bed this morning was not a pleasant affair. I would have given anything to stay there (if someone had brought me cold water and fresh air). Why don't I have a muscle bound man slave to fan me with giant feathers and feed me grapes? Is that too much to ask?!

I'm now going to enjoy the sunshine and fantasise about man slaves. Have a great weekend!

Brooke x