BlobbyJogger

First things first.  Plodding.  Hasn’t happened.  Not one single plod.  Not a step.  Oops.  However I fully intend to start again as according to the diary and the daffodils in my garden, spring is nearly here, and the weather is certainly better, but mainly because I’m a quarter of the way through this year of challenges so I really do need to get my running shoes on – pun intended.

So what else happened in February.  Well I had my monthly treat.  This month it was a delightful luxury facial with a neck and shoulder massage by the lovely Sarah at The Park Lane Hotel Beauty Room.  I headed off after work on a Friday and had the last appointment of the day and I’m so glad I did as I was so relaxed after Sarah had finished I almost fell asleep on the bus on the way home.  My skin glowed afterwards, you can’t ask for more than that!  I highly recommend heading over there if you need a treat too.

The monthly ‘culture’ visit was to the theatre with Debs.  We managed to get a couple of super cheap seats for Chicago which despite both of us knowing all the songs, we hadn’t ever seen the stage show.  Starting at Browns on St Martins Lane, a pre-theatre dinner was quickly dispatched along with a bottle of fizz, before taking our seats.

Unfortunately there were a couple of girls near us that could not keep quiet, and almost ruined the first half…  Even the management had to come and have a word with them a couple of times – they should really have been kicked out!  The show was good, even if the chap playing Billy Flynn missed his big note on every song…!  Despite the bum notes, it was a great night out.  We headed back to Browns afterwards for a pudding, and another glass of fizz finally stumbling home rather late but with a smile on our faces and a spring in our step.  Bob Fosse would have been proud!

Had a super busy weekend at the end of the month.  Starting with helping Debs move home…  one full van, three extra pairs of hands, three flights of stairs, and a bottle of fizz to celebrate and it was all done, in a super speedy two hours from door to door.  Then headed back to the homestead for Dads birthday, with a lovely dinner at one of my favourite restaurants, The Kings Head in Ivinghoe.  Super delicious.  If I could eat there every night I would.  I would look like a beached whale, but oh, it’d be worth it!  It was just a quick overnight visit, as on the Sunday Kate and I were booked into a cupcake decorating class.  Bit disappointed with that really…  If you’ve ever played with Playdough you would already have the basics down.  Not really what I was expecting but I did bring away 6 decorated cupcakes.  Two were munched almost immediately as I zipped around to Debs afterward to see how the unpacking was going.  Yum…

What else?  Well, you’ll notice from the list lots of things are booked.  Paris, Milan, Shakespeare, Pasta, Trapeze…  and lots more still to come!  March is promising to be brilliant, but I’ll tell you more about that next time.