This morning my man-child starts his 3 day concours - entrance exam and interview for Art School in Marseille. The last few months have been leading to this point and the last week particularly has been so intense, getting his portfolio ready and then actually getting him to Marseille, that right now I want to be just like Poose. She is one of those cats that sleeps banana-shaped, not really much of a curler-upper. All I know is I could sleep for a week right now.
Except in reality I shall be chewing my nails down to stumps for the next three days whilst pacing up and down.
Let it go, woman!