Well, the last few days have been a blur due to my rather wonderful medication which just makes me worse, yes I feel a Verve song coming on!

Last night I got really upset about my mess of a life so went to a friends and drank the best part of a bottle of wine (oops took mum’s Pinot leaving behind my £3.99 bargain Chataeu Neuf De Crap for her dinner party), chewed my friend’s ear off (cheers Tim, who even put up with me talking all the way through the Bourne legacy which I then really didn’t understand, funny that !) and then came to the momentous decision to reduce my dose of my mediation. I woke up feeling much brighter and so my good ‘ol dad thought he’d take me out for a relaxing decaff soy latte. Yes still on the crap migraine diet that’s working so wonderfully!!

Relaxing is not quite the right word – let me explain. We got into Costa Coffee without me passing out or dad’s knees giving way which is a miracle in itself. We spotted the comfy looking leather sofa and thought we were in luck. As dad queued up for my ridiculous coffee (yes he had to write it down) a middle aged, slightly dishevelled looking lady asked if she could sit on the seat opposite. Of course I said yes, never one for conflict. Then I noticed the massive Labrador named Hector. Oh dear. Let me just clarify – dad doesn’t do animals, the gene that makes you think awww at baby lambs or rabbits simply does not exist in my dad. After all, this is the boy that swapped his dog for a bike!!

Dad came over to the table carrying a tray of coffee and biscuits looking well pleased with himself having remembered my decaff, soya, half-fat, vegan, nut-free, with a hazelnut shot, coffee. He had not noticed the dog and tripped over the dog lead, he was not a happy bunny. ‘what’s F*****g dog doing in a F*****g coffee shop?!?. As ‘dishevelled’ woman shouted across the cafe ‘Sit! Hector Sit!’ he merely proceeded to run around my dad’s feet, as he drooled over the coffee table. The entire coffee shop went quiet and the parents of the five year old children looked over disapprovingly.‘ Get your smelly dog out of here, I’m allergic and he stinks’. ‘Dishevelled’ woman stormed over and told dad off for being so rude and moved Hector to another table. We sat in our comfy RELAXING leather chair getting evil looks from the dog owner and looks of amazement from the children on the neighbouring table that had learnt some nice new words! It was really relaxing trying to drink my decaf soy half-fat, vegan, nut-free, with a hazelnut shot, coffee latte, as fast as humanly possible, to get out of the place.

Well at least I wasn’t in bed all day and that is something to be thankful for!