Weeeey. We’re back at Babington House to enjoy country air and mud wraps alongside minor celebs and Essex-builders-done-good. Alas, vajazzles are on neither the treatment list or the cocktail list. Gutted.
Anyway, I’ve got the dreaded man flu so will probably be taking it very easy while Katie swims laps and drinks wheatgrass.
Catch you tomorrow – hopefully Katie’s cognac based cures will have sorted me out by then.