“Really important: do NOT let me forget my debit card!”
I was standing at the top of the stairs, in a towel, flinging down shorts and a t-shirt and individual socks which Tom was to put on very quickly whilst I got dressed, did something with my hair and put on some make-up. We were getting the train to Mum’s and after a slow morning drinking coffee and not checking the train times, I’d realised it was time to go. Now.
When I came downstairs, panicking, hair still sopping but with a couple of minutes to spare, I found this:
He knows me too well.
Not been writing here much lately; at the moment, all spare time is about finishing the book…