25 February 2011
a few little pictures
we arrived at claridges right on time, so straight into the afternoon tea room! ive never been before and the afternoon was a gift from a client of my dads. i felt pretty unwell in the morning, so i had a rest for an hour, which eased the nausea, ten years ago i would of blamed my nerves. everything i blamed on my anxiety. yet today i felt dreadful, if not more so than usual compared to years back, however i knew it was because of a physical problem. i had a little test later on which would confirm this.
sandwiches came first which we welcome because i was hungry, they were light and very tiny, and because of an advanced call, vegetarian. i managed a quarter of a glass of champagne before my body told me to stop. which i duly did. i had a few cups of tea which we needed, then one chocolate and coffee cake, very yum, delicious, a tiny scone, tasted the clotted cream, yet i couldnt stomach it so i had it dry. and more tea. i started to feel sick, i think have a rich sugar treat did it. usually i would of by now thought my nerves had kicked in as i was hot. yet the room was hot, i had two jumpers on, so hey i was hot, not nervous. i discreetly took my pulse by placing my hand on my neck took a quick peak of my watch, 64bpm. would that suggest anxiety? i dont think so. i need to be more mindful of things in the future. test the waters. realise the pots is responsible for alot of my ills. i know i have a long way to go. yet this is a start.
lovely light above my head
oh and there was a very embarrassed dad moment. he noticed there was an royal sitting behind me, grabbed my camera and snapped. my cheeks went a rosy red, dad please stop it. why are they soooooo embarrassing. i should say ex royal. take a look at the first picture with my mug-shot in, to the right of me is a certain red-headed lady, yes its her. by coincidence dads picture came out a little blurry anyway, so that will teach him!