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So this is part of my get-up for Saturday Night and Tara's hen night.
She's having a Titanic themed murder mystery night and we're all going dressed as flappers!
I've got myself a (rather dodgy) short black wig (which is giving me a serious headache trying to keep on over my long hair), a headband with feathers, some big red beads and matching bracelet.
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Although, right now, I am stuffed full of a cold. A nasty one at that. The back of my throat is red raw, my nose it stuffed up and snotty, my sinouses are killing me and I keep sneezing. I spent all of yesterday sleeping on the settee in the frount room (with the exception of Darren calling round for a few mins to pick some stuff up for his kids, and for the Big Brother eviction / re-admission, oh, and to ferry Yorkie about as usual). I've been living off toast and soup - which is quite nice but not good for my wasit line.
But I'm a bit clearer of head today - hence to shopping trip this morning and this post now, so with a bit of luck come Saturday I'll be fit and well.
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