Somebody once said that “the best therapy is time spent laughing with great friends” I’ve just had 4 days ‘therapy’ and it’s done me the world of good.
By golly have we laughed…
and then some.
We’ve partied (a lot) and for want of a better word I’m back home and I’m bloody knackered. Rolling in at 6 in the morning was bad enough in my twenties, at 45 it’s a killer but worth the tired, fuzzy head.
As my mum often says …”your a long time dead. Why sleep when you can dance?”
Why not indeed mum….
So what was the occasion?
We flew out to Spain to join Leigh in celebrating her 50th . This was actually back in May (little details – long story)
We booked a plush villa in the hills above Marbella for the weekend so we could all be together.
Let me introduce you to our home for 4 luxurious days … Continue reading