Currently on the M25 on my way to Heathrow Airport. So excited, I feel quite sick. When I messaged Cowboy to let him know I was on my way, his reply was:
“It’s about damned time.”
I know, Cowboy….
England is rather grey this morning at 7.47am, and the sooner I’m above the clouds, the better.
Let’s just hope he doesn’t notice where I accidentally had the wrong setting on my trimmer and shaved a patch out of my bikini line…