Was chatting to Faux Fuchsia by email yesterday and she asked me how I was feeling about THE Wedding (George Clooney,Venice).
And I have to say -
I am really a bit disappointed.
I did think there would be more glamour....
But no, since the wedding my life seems to have continued just as before, a glamour free zone.
Since becoming Mrs George Clooney I have had to deal with:
complaining to the council about drainage issues
broken household appliances (dishwasher, central heating, landline telephone)
And George has been no help at all - he just stands around waving and looking impossibly handsome and grinning for the cameras
Finally we got Kimberley the Dog Whisperer in. Apparently we have been doing it ALL WRONG...
she told us to put the dog in a crate
the children in a boarding school
the dishwasher in the dump
and to send old George back to Hollywood, because quite frankly he wasn't pulling his weight around the house....
I may have got it a bit muddled as have been getting calls from the council about 2 feral children found watching TV in the electricals skip at the dump, but George has already been made head boy at Harrow and Monty Dog has taken Hollywood by storm with his eerily lifelike portrayal of a werewolf...
Meanwhile I can be found drinking pints of cider with Kimberley at the Pig and Whippet..
P.S. A big hello to Charlie and Me who very kindly asked if I was ok during my latest Blog Silence, that was very sweet of you, thank you.