I’m off in a few minutes. Dilly is taking me to the station. I have packed exceedingly light, which always gives me a tiny frisson of pleasure, because my young brain was scarred by my mother taking everything on every occasion. For me, packing for all eventualities means an extra pair of knickers, just in case.
You will not miss me at all, darlings, however fond you are, for I shall be back tomorrow night.
Have a lovely weekend.
You, too, z!
Enjoy and keep safe. You won’t believe this but last weekend, by some unheard of oversight I only took two pairs of pants and had to rinse a pair with soap and wear them dampish. My Mum would be rolling…