Friday, 22nd July 2011

Oh my darlingest journal, I am ever so sorry for neglecting you in recent days. Life has just been a non-stop whirligig since we landed back on Terra Firma from our tour of duty in the Commonwealth. Luckily Granny has forgiven me for flashing my knickers in Calgary and we are now best chums again {phewee!}. She is even lending me BP to exhibit my wedding gown in. At the time of the debacle, she had threatened to relegate the show to some backwater museum I'd never heard of (National Gallery??) but after Philip had a quiet word, she relented and we now have full use of the State Banquet Hall!!!! Hooray!

Do you think my top's too low-cut? I do.

I know she wasn't really listening

We have finally moved into our London pied a terre, a cottage in Ken Pal. I have read outrageous stories in the Mail about my spending £1500 on air fresheners. Lorks! Who thinks I have that amount of dough to splash; it was only a grand and they were Kelly Hoppen. Mummy LOVES Kelly and recently employed her to remodel the house following the wedding. She felt the day room and scullery could do with a spruce up, she's right, they haven't been 'done' for eighteen months (shhh, this is just between us diary) *shameful*

Big Willy and I went to watch 'Bridesmaids' this week in Llandudno. We sat on the back row, bien sur ( I have picked up some French on my travels, you see!) and totes chuckled all the way through. Hilaarious! I may go and see it again with Pipsy when we are in town next week and maybe squeeze in a trip to LK Bennett as I totes wore my nude platform pumps out with all the work I did in Canada.  My poor feet have only just recovered and that's only after two full paraffin pedicure treatment. Cripers! I am just so grateful to have some time to myself finally and recuperate over the summer...

BW and I are having a cosy night in tonight. I am making my speciality croque monsieur (see, more francais!) washed down with a couple of relaxing Smiroff Mules and then early to bed. 

An early morning beckons; I have to be up at 10.30am to head over to Buckers for customary Saturday cakes and tea with Mummy and Daddy. If the sun decides to shine, we may fit in a game of Croquers! Busy, busy bee!

Catherine