Rollercoaster Ride

This week, I hit 45. I know age is just a number blah blah blah but honestly, when I woke up on the morning of my 45th birthday it was the first time I’ve not been that excited about it being my birthday. The only way to describe it is feeling like I was at the top of the rollercoaster. And that from now on in, it’s kinda downhill all the way. But by the time I’d drunk my tea in bed (by now covered in kids, wrapping paper and presents) I felt much better about the whole thing. And not just because I got a new Lulu Guinness purse. Rather, I realised that a) I love rollercoasters and b) it’s up to me to shape the rest of the ride. After all, the best way to predict your future is to create it. By the way, I hope yours includes a bottle of the British Cassis included in this week’s reviews. Completely. Brilliant.