Family came round today to help me celebrate (that really is not the right word) my nearly-50 day. I decided at the last minute that I had better invite them round as I will be in Iceland on the 'big' day. As it was so last-minute I figured no one would come. That didn't work. My 'darling' step-daughter Aimee turned up with huge, bloody bright pink, 5 and 0 balloons. I would have been cross but the idea of her, her hubby, Lils and two mahoosive balloons squashed into her Audi TT made me feel like the joke had maybe, just a tad, back-fired on her. And she had the giggles when she arrived. So how could I be cross. But I will get her back. One day. When she least expects it ;) Before I forget...I packed. And I chose my flying outfit (complete with emergency parachute). And...when I started typing this - there were 19 hours and 53 minutes to go before we fly. I really wasn't giving Aimee the finger
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