Well last month was my husbands work do.
As he was working the only way I could meet him at his shop was to get there on my own.
Something I have not done,For nearly five years.
This ment taking a taxi and a train.
Since I have been ill have only been on public transport with someone. So I new the do ment alot to him so I had to do it.
I booked a taxi and found train times.
Then I did it .I got the taxis was feeling flusterd and panicky but just focused.
When at train station found then had to get a coach.
Another new thing,but again just focused.
Then the train and was ok.
I was there at Newbury.
Even though hubby was so proud of me and everyone else,I felt like it was not me.
I felt like it was someone else doing it and it had not really sunkl in what I had done.
But I was pleased and know it is a bit more freedom something I did not have.

Tall dark and mysterious was his name,
magic love and money was his game.

Beauty is a real thing, not just a reflection in the mirror