I've made a rather major life decision.
I've decided that I am going to move back to Australia in a year's time.
It has been bubbling away in my mind for a while but finally I've decided it is what I want (and need) to do.
Which means I have a year left here in London, and I need to do lots of things before I leave.
So on my jam-packed weekend, my good friend (and fellow Book Club member) DJ Slippers and I went to Claridge's for afternoon tea. It was lovely sitting in the Art Deco foyer and drinking tea out of the Claridge's bone china.
DJ Slippers looked like a modern day Bettie Page (albeit fully dressed), with her Louise Brooks black bob, a leopard print chiffon blouse, pencil skirt and tailored black jacket.
I was wearing a fitted white shirt, pin stripe trousers, some *very* pointy black shoes and a thin grey tie...
...we looked like something out of a fifties fashion shoot.
On walking through the revolving doors, the numerous groups of grannies and the ultra wealthy sipping tea seemed to all stare at us in unison - I don't think we were the type of clientele the place was used to.
Who cares... we felt fabulous and the smoked salmon finger sandwiches were delicious.