I had a brilliant post here a few minutes ago, and of course now it is residing somewhere in cyber space.
You know when you are on the train headed to work and you stick your hand in your carry bag to grab something and end up with yogurt covered fingers because the container of designer yogurt you popped in there at the last minute has exploded and now the contents of your carry bag are coated in a creamy mango yogurt that it's probably best not to:
a) do any maths
c) attempt to dial the phone
d) play with sharp knives
So I am not surprised the last post ended in cyberspace.
Good thing Mr H is the designated driver for the road trip. Hopefully my klutziness will not extend to any photo ops that present themselves.
And remember, the next time you want to wear sandals with white socks, I am probably waiting to take your picture.