What a glorious week it’s been. Gorgeous sunshine, dining with lovely friends and colleagues and now a four-day weekend to celebrate the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee (Cheers, Ma’am!)
Except, Mr P and I won’t really see much of the official celebrations as we have a far bigger more important event to attend: the wedding of our good friends Alan and Gemma!
It’s all very exciting ... and with the way I’ve been on these recent treatments, if I manage to make it through the church service – and especially my bible reading – without turning into an emotional blubbing wreck, it will be a miracle!
Normally, I would have expected to be relatively symptom-free this week but that hasn’t been the case. I’ve really felt quite nauseous at times.
Nevertheless, I do love Queenie and still wanted to do something for the Jubilee. Fortunately some more good friends got in touch and invited me to their street party in Wimbledon on Saturday. It was amazing! And incredibly well organised, if also peculiarly British with a load of middle-aged strangers doing tug-o’-war in the street ... (Men vs. women. Weird!)
Sadly now though, the weather has turned and it looks like the official Jubilee celebrations (and maybe the wedding) could be a very rainy affair.
But it won’t dampen our spirits – oh, no! – or our consumption of them ...
For God’s sake, we’re BRITISH!