Actually, that is a monumental understatement. I AM BOUNCING WITH EXCITEMENT!!!!! Hopefully it will not rain. And anyway, if it does, who cares. There will be much chattering. This is an international gathering, people. We have lots to discuss. Like all of you. I will report back tomorrow.
All my rather unrealistic plans to appear elegant and at least 20 pounds lighter have gone to pot. Bother. Mind you, that would most definitely not have been the real me, would it now. And as I have just thrown the clothes I intend weariNG into the washing machine, I may be a little damp. I can always say it was raining here. This is England, after all. And Barbara knows me, so she would probably have been rolling on the floor in hysterics if I attempted the elegant bit.
And I left the best part of all till the end.................
Most important of all, today is my oldest son's birthday. He is 31 today. This is the wonderful son who, with his lovely wife, arranged for Diana to fly home for Christmas. The son who travelled at sea with his parents for a year before his sister burst on to the scene. The son who is super bright, and super stubborn. The son who gave me plenty of grey hairs through his teenage years, but who emerged from those "interesting" times, a man of integrity and honour. A man I am incredibly proud to call my son. How can he be 31 already?
Just look how cute he was when he was either 3 or 4 years old! ( What can I say...I have 3 children. The years tend to blend together!) This special child bacame this special man......
And here he is with his wife, his sister and his brother on Christmas Eve last year.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ANDREW!! I love you loads and loads.