being Mother-of-the-Bride (aka Wedding Planner) seems to be taking every waking moment. The big event is four weeks today, after the hoo-ha has all died down, normal service will be resumed.
A month before the wedding I checked my lists and see
Twelve dozen chairs
Eleven kilos strawberries
Ten dozen canapes
Nine cases Champers
Eight flavours of ice cream
Seven waiters waiting Six punts a-punting
Five tiers of cake
Four mobile loos
Three types of cheese* 
Two gorgeous bouquets
AND
One very large marquee!
Not to mention one organic Hog Roast, eight litres dried flower petals for confetti, 17 bottles of Mrs Dart's Excellent Elderflower Cordial, one firkin of ale, two djs, seven dozen quail's eggs, a truckload of salads, 4 sides of smoked salmon; and last but by no means least, 150 meters of wedding bunting made by my own fair hand - for which I expect to get The Best Mother in the World Award.
* Colston Bassett Stilton, Clava, Lincolnshire Poacher
