Ethereal...

Bank Holiday Monday saw the St Werburgh's City Farm May Day Celebration, so I headed down to the festivities with Helen and one of my housemates. We made wreaths out of willow, and Helen said that I looked ethereal...Our wreaths were the only thing that made us blend in ever so slightly with the hippy going, eco-loving people of St Werburgh's. Although having said that, I am eco-loving, and when I have babies I do want to carry them round in sari slings which Helen finds highly amusing.

Today on my run, I ate my first fly of the year. I tried to cough it up, but I'd already inhaled it too deeply. Sorry little fly.