Seven years ago today I married the marvellous Mr C. It seems like a life time ago but at the same time just last week. I'm so happy there's no sign of any seven year itches around here!
We are sloping off to London to stay at The Savoy whilst Granny and Poppa look after the little rascals for us. We will dine in the restaurant this evening with Little Cuckoo's Godfather and his wife. I'm very excited! I don't get this sort of glamour very often. I'm going to wear my special sparkly jewellery and some mary jane heels in patent leather. I'll carry a satin clutch bag and paint my nails. I'll hold my husbands hand and grin from ear to ear.
Traditionally gifts exchanged for a seventh anniversary are of copper or wool. I'll go for wool and I will knit Mr C some socks (when I have learnt how).