I've spent the last 2 days in various degrees of embarrassing self-consciousness, some amusing some not...well perhaps yesterdays were but Thursdays weren't.
I had posted all my lavender bags on Thursday morning and happily settled down to make some more; but by the evening I received an email from a dear lady in Australia (Hi Lynn) which reminded me of the postal restrictions for Australia. Gulp, I hadn't even thought about sending 'plant matter' and have subsequently discovered that I can't post lavender outside of Europe. Ahh, huge sigh. I feel so stupid, silly, dumb..you name it. So that was Thursday night.
Friday morning 9am. Trip to the dentist. Big, big thing for me. Gigantic thing for me as I have had a bad experience before and have managed to go since 1983 without having another filling. That was until yesterday. Boy, was I scared and I felt embarrassed/mortified at sounding so irrational when explaining my fears to the dentist. After 2 injections and 7 fillings in the one tooth, (part of it had broken) I left the dentist with a dumb cheek and mouth mumbling like a fool. I still had things to do so kept having to explain to strangers why I was dribbling and incommunicable.
Then there was this,
my trolley at Sainsburys with nothing but Christmas editions of most of the woman's magazines available.
Oh yes, friends, I'm sure there are people who are still talking about the wild eyed, drooling, mumbling woman who seems to live on nothing but December magazines.
Shop open here. SORRY, ALL SOLD BUT MORE SOON!