Power of the Best Lady

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...Actually, power to all the women! There's a lot of pre-wedding help and reassurance coming from my female friends; it makes me feel very happy and grateful. The Best Lady was brilliant yesterday, and made wonderful suggestions, while my husband-to-be made a wonderful dinner. Today it was down to me to contact the potential DJ (no reply) the passport office (well-meaning but paper swamped) and the local registrars, who have  ignored our email enquiry about giving  Notice to Wed for a month, kept me waiting for ages on the phone and then gave us an interview date that is outrageously late. When I complained, mentioning said email and the delay, they said they would keep an eye out for anything earlier -  but that maybe I should phone week by week to check.Good God.

I don't get why everything is so complicated. Still,at least I have started dreaming again. In my dreams I had somehow got a car into town, and had no way of getting it out again, cos I don't drive. Anyway, my mother met  a lady I know. Both have difficult issues with mental illness. 'Her hair looks every so strange in that style, ' said the lady about my mother.  'Poor thing! That foundation colour doesn't suit her at all!' Said my mother about the lady. Meanwhile I sat in my car and tried to work out how I had got into this mess.