Game of chicken

A word of warning.  If you see me tramping around the streets of Guiseley over the next week looking:

1. Knackered
2. Confused
3. Frustrated
4. Lost
5. Delirious
6. Hungry
7. Unkempt
8. Sober
9. Lots of other not very good things

then I'm here to tell you that it's with very good reason.  Because Vanessa has gone to Hong Kong.

You read that correctly.

She's off to see her fab friend Vicky, who you've met many times before.

Vicky is the one who's not Vanessa.       

She's working out there for a few months and, when they get together, very bad things happen.

With sadly inevitable consequences.

Still, that's their headache.

More importantly (for all you concerned parents and nosy social workers), Vanessa has left me her trademark day-by-day Jamie and Charlotte Instruction Manual. 

My next task (number 17 out of 1103) is to collect both from their half-term school disco, before feeding them.

However, in what I could only describe as a school mum error, Vanessa has neglected to tell me exactly what to feed them.

So it's chicken and chips all round, followed by ice cream.

MEH!

It's the little victories that make it all worthwhile.