Today, I learnt Willow would be back soon, fragile and beautiful Willow.

Today, I collected the children from school, not the au pair. It felt good; I felt tired though.

Today, I turned down dinner with the girls...too tired and too busy.

Today, I thought about Mr Secret and then checked my naughty Inbox; not much there of interest; nothing that gives me the buzz; the need; the fix.

Today, Floyd fan flitted in and out of my head...so did Darcy...it's coming up to anniversaries again.

Today, I remembered the Candlestick Maker whom I wrote about in a former blog...and my word I have never forgotten the sensation..or his car, or his voice, 'I will have you again before I leave tonight...' Three years ago now...pre Darcy.

Today, I wondered why all the sexy flashbacks...should I write them, share them?

Today, I brace myself for a weekend away with hub; I will enjoy the change of scenary, the company...yet a hotel bed equates to intimate, sexy and sordid times...what will it be I wonder?

I will do my best and smile and play my part well as the good happy wife...who is not from Bath.