Wrong Time, Wrong Place

I'm a bad Pout.

My head is hung in shame.

I dressed up in a festive red cardi (Zara) worn over a black long sleeved jersey dress (M&S).

Just right for the Carol Service at our parish church.  

One snag. I was ready for 6pm church caroling at my parish church.  The Carol Service was at a neighbouring parish's church and started at 4.30pm.

It's a long story involving a church newsletter that someone (me) over-efficiently recycled too early, investigation (mine) on a parish website that hadn't been updated for a year and an assumption (mine) that things will be the same as last year.

Yup I got it wrong and missed my big Christmas event.  Bad Pout.

So, all dressed up for caroling and nowhere to go.  What's a girl to do?

 

Kick off the cardi, throw a log on the fire and drink a G&T of course!

Now, I'm not advocating alcohol being used to ameliorate the stresses of disorganised lifestyles (mine) but on this occasion, it did the trick.

Cheers, have a very Merry Christmas Eve, my lovelies!

A la perchoine.