Bah, I'm getting cramp in my left leg!
To know me in real life is to understand that my tongue is a mobile and offensive weapon.
Our gate. I love this pic but not the way my bolero has parted company with my shoulders. So vain!
Another from inside Marthas. I call it "Pretending to be interested in hats" which from my hairdo, I clearly am not.
But please don't take that a the voice of upset - I love it, it's the hilarious side of photo shoots and why I can be bothered with them, because that's what makes them fun!