..and I believe in Karma. This is why I am now calm after the disasters which befell me over the weekend. They are:
I broke my engagement ring. Jewellers say 'you may want to consider an insurance claim'. Marvellous.
On my way to the swimming pool my already dodgy ankle 'gave way'. I was carrying Harvey at the time, so in an effort to save him, I hurt myself quite badly (ankle swollen again, left calf aching, left knee grazed).
Whilst we were swimming, some complete bum-head stole all of our possessions from our (locked) locker. Some of it was later found, but we did spend half an hour with no clothes, no car keys, no house keys, and no money, dripping merrily. My wallet and mobile are lost forever. I HATE BAD PEOPLE. They suck.
Good things that happened over the weekend included a visit from cousin Princess Abi and boyfriend Baron Tim. Harvey loves Tim. First words on Sunday morning were (from me) "Morning Harv. Nice sleep?" (from Harvey) " I wanna see Tim".
Other good things...Jo and I are off to see George Michael in November. Deep, deep, DEEP joy!!!!!
Feel free to send me happy thoughts. Feel free to make effigies (all you craft-types) of the Bad Thieves...go on..you know you want to.