I’ve been having a little it of a panic last night because I still seemed to have so much to do and a speech to write. This morning we got up early and got our cars largely packed leaving us with an unexpected breathing space before Em went off to collect flowers and parents and The Two GranniesTM arrived to join the Convoy To WalesTM.
As luck would have it, the muse for writing – and speech writing at that – struck me and I got the page written, pen to paper, first in the armchair and then at my desk (I think it helped that with my computer largely dismantled I had room to properly sit and write – at my desk with a real pen – that was very nice). By the time that my Mum and Dad arrived I was into typing it up in double quick speed. Thank thee for touch-typing to 50 wpm…
