Good morning, everyone. I woke very early after a great night's sleep and it is quite mild at the moment. The French window is open, letting the air in and it feels lovely.
Well, where do I start. Yesterday was quite a day.
First of all, Slimming World. After my co-codamol induced slight gain last week, I was hopeful for this week but didn't expect three and a half pounds off.
Then it was time to vote for our group's 'Woman of the Year' and looky look!
After group, I came home and the cleaners were already there, doing their usual wonderful stuff, so I finished off my list and headed for Sainsbury's to get out of their way.
As expected, I spent quite a lot but now I'm all set up for the month as far as non-food items are concerned. Also, as a sort of 'well done' to myself, I suppose, I bought a denim jacket, something I've been wanting for quite a while.
Dave, Anna and the food turned up and we'd pretty much finished eating (lovely, delicious food, very acceptable wine and great company) when Anna checked her phone and discovered a message from Beth saying that Peter was home. No more details at that point and I'm afraid I cried! I've been worried for Peter himself, of course, but more worried about the impact his disappearance was having on Beth.
This is what Beth posted later on last night: