Leafing through my copy of the Boots H&B Mag, and who do I see grinning out from Page 44? Why, it's only our favourite Crepey, BTM! Hoping to see you "radiant and fresh" very soon.
Unusually for a Wednesday I'm at home today; I had a car accident yesterday evening.
A quick trip to IKEA with the DDs turned into a not-so-quick trip; a big Volvo 4x4 coming the other way just veered straight onto the wrong side of the road, bounced off the driver's door of my car, then hit the guy behind head-on. I reckon he fell asleep. Big thump, lots of broken glass, and DDs screaming, but amazingly we were OK. Some lovely people in a nearby house took the DDs in, wrapped them in a duvet, gave them a tub of ice cream and two spoons, and they soon perked up. I finally got to bed at 1am, once the police had done all the necessary (first ever breathalyser....) and am now waiting for a hire car.
I am however planning a stiff letter to my insurance company, who refused to recover the car because I didn't have my actual policy number with me.
Apparently, the "out-of-hours" team can't authorise this without a policy number, even if you are stranded in the middle of a busy road at 10pm, with two sobbing children......good old plod stepped in; they were marvellous.
I am pretty sure my car, even though it is only 3 years old, will be written off, but a few cms either way and it could have been soooo much worse. We were very lucky, although it doesn't feel like it. I didn't sleep a wink last night.
Anyway, I called work and was told to curl up on the sofa and have a sickie, bless them, so I got to watch my teen-Duranie crush John Taylor on Loose Women. Quality!