Well I feel just like Miss Heversham. I've been sorting out my dressing up things (Amateur Dramatics before you get excited!) and came across my wedding dress which is now over 40 years old.
I decided to hang it up for a while and let it have a bit of an airing. On doing so I had very mixed thoughts/feelings.
The first was "how on earth did I fit into it?"
Then I thought back to that nineteen year old with all her hopes and expectations of married bliss.
Then I remembered the good times.
Then I remembered the sad times.
Then I sighed a sigh.


