Mrs B often wonders who she is – she seems to have lost her somewhere*. She thinks that she should have something to do with writing, although no published proof can be found of that. Nevertheless, she is ploughing on with a screenplay in the hope that all will become clear. Still if anyone could tell her where to find herself, perhaps they could get in touch.
Facts which are known, are as follows:
Met Mr B thirteen years ago and became Mrs B eight years ago. Moved to Rural Hampshire Paradise (RHP) five years ago and have since acquired a Very Bouncy Black Labrador, a daughter and a large overdraft. They hope one day to finish renovating their “charming thatched cottage” and have a weekend with nothing to do.
* She has checked old handbags and the ‘filing basket’ on the hall table.
Mr Biddles was kind enough to share some of his play lunch with me today. The quiche was delicious!