The kitchen is a mess. My friend Jane popped in yesterday afternoon for tea and chat and to video me making the mess in the kitchen as part of my practicing for The big Day – today!!
This has been a weekend of drying herbs and serious crafting.
How much soap have I grated for practicing the soap balls? No idea, but my floor is covered in a walked on confetti like snow, the air is heady with the scents of essential oils, and if cleanliness really is next to Godliness, I now have enough soap to keep a small army very popular with the big guy upstairs.
Strawberry and lavender gin, moth off herb blends, aroma rug and air fresheners. A bit of everything, a great big mess in the kitchen. By the time Idgy returned from her weekend with her Dad, I was ready to flop down on the sofa and clutch the nearest bottle of wine in a very friendly fashion. But no, show me what you're going to do Mum.
So I did, I made more mess (by now who cares really), scribbled a few more notes on the hundreds of file cards that seem to be breeding here – and then we both fell about laughing on the sofa. It all seemed so unreal.
It's real, it's today. Am I nervous? Course not, cool as a cucumber, hmmmm if you believe that, you'll believe anything.
ps Actually it is TOMORROW, Tuesday that I will be going on TV. Change of plan this morning, I can get more time if I go on tomorrow, so that is what I'll be doing.