So if I am in the mood for confessing my stupidity, I will admit I have also agreed to something else that I may live to regret. First let me say, I love my home comforts. I love hot and cold running water, soft beds, flushing toilets and switches that turn lights on and off. In fact I cannot imagine anything worse than spending nights under canvas in a wet field that usually holds sheep or cows. Yesterday a friend phoned up and said I was going camping with her and another friend.............ummmm, am I? Once again I am pleading exhaustion, and maybe a touch of insanity. I am not sure how it happened, but I heard myself saying, "That might be fun". Fun? what on earth was I thinking?
I think before I do anything else stupid, I will close the computer down. Go and have some tea and pick up my knitting. After all I can't get into any trouble with a pair of needles, can I?