Custy, there's nothing I'd like more than to come, and don't get a complex, I miss you and worry that you'll all forget about me!
The thing is that a couple of weeks after the Day of The Long Island Iced Tea (no incident, completely loved the whole thing), I got myself a full-time job and my dd started at a big prep school which has taken over the rest of my life!
I worked f/t for 6 months (and not having had paid work outside the home for 10 years was an almighty shock I can tell you) and then I reduced to part-time but don't seem to have clawed back much spare (?) time.Especially during the summer when I deal with my holiday let for weeks on end.
And I'm part of a charity fund-raising group of women which meets up at least once a month.
The Brighton meets have been clashing with prior commitments, eg. this one is the day before several members of my family are coming to stay, oh and I am going into f/t training for 6 weeks at beginning of September.
Anyway now I've bored you to tears, but I promise you haven't seen the last of me, we've still all got to get together to have a drink for my last (ginormously huge number) birthday, that's if you still want to know me now I'm so f*ing ancient (Custy's influence starts rubbing off on me)