Friday saw me at Birmingham Airport.
Mr B had the day off so we (I) thought it might be a good idea to do a dry run to the airport in preparation for my trip to France, exactly a fortnight away that day. We were there for the take off of 'my' flight, but couldn't see it from our vantage point sadly.
Yes, I made the daft decision to book a week away with Kaari Meng from French General, a long time love of mine. I was going to go on the Amy Butler week, (on now, so living vicariously through others photos), but there wasn't a single room left, and I really don't think it would be fair on anyone to have to share a room with me, so there was a space available with Kaari, which I think will actually suit me better.
It is a big call, seeing as I find it difficult to get out of the house and of course, I worry it will be like the Spanish trip, (that didn't happen), but, that was then and the situation now will be different in so many ways, so I'm feeling positive!
It was the first outing of my birthday present from Mr B. Galloping horses
necklace from Cheltenham. (Very apt).
Also, for the first time, I wore this lovely bracelet that I bought from Vix at Kinky Melon.
Wild, isn't it?