All good things...
must come to an end.
Well, I made it alive through Eurovision, and I'm spent. Time to bid a fond farewell to blogland and get on with raising the boy, looking after Hubbs, finding a house, working, spending money and spending more time writing novels.
Instead of being a dedicated lady of leisure (which was the plan), I find myself with more work than I know what to do with.
Thanks to everyone for being so funny, clever, rude, shocking, generous and yes, in some cases even caring. It's been an amazing journey but all good cliches must come to an end.
It's been a trip.